Poet: Zhang Shunmin Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
It's windy in the East China Sea for ten days, and huge waves break the valley.
The long whale crossed ten feet and turned flat.
Thunder and fire fell from the sky, and my eyes were stunned.
Boil the skin with oil, and divide the joints.
Fiona Fang is a hundred miles away, and every household is tired of it.
I smell people at sea, pearls can be used as candles.
What happened to the whale? The cool thing about Hai Ruo is.
From the desire to slander Fengbo, the army asked without telling.
If you sigh repeatedly, it's blasphemy.
It is hidden to trust the world to be idle.
The big one can't stand it, and the small one can't.
But I envy the shrimp and fish generation and keep my family safe.