Leaning against the railing, smoking, half into the breeze, half into the throat, the breeze also infects people's minds, leaning against the balcony to smoke, I smoke half, and the wind smokes half. I don't care about the wind Maybe the wind has its own troubles, leaning against the fence and smoking, half in the breeze and half in the throat. Where the breeze in Mo Wen goes, the breeze also knows human worries. The sword and shadow have rolled all the books in the Jianghu for several times, and the turbid wine enters the throat, and the moon sets on the western hills, halfway up the mountain, half lake and half mountain.