Ask for a poem that describes a person who is arrogant and arrogant, doing things that make the world puzzled and has a sense of desolation.

Introduce the past: suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower?

Xu Jin: You come and go alone, but you can't sail in shallow water.

Tea dyed chrysanthemum cream in the evening, morning stars and eyebrows scattered, and autumn laurel in the west of the lake pitied me alone, and the fragrance was full of skirts.

There is a sense of loneliness and desolation, so hold a popularity.