Fu Liangyin, a long song, Yangchun, when will it come?
Haven't you heard the story of Chaucer Jiang Ziya? At the age of 80, he bid farewell to Jin Jin's butcher career and went fishing on the bank of Weihe River.
He is not ashamed that green water reflects white hair, so that he can meet a wise Lord, spit out his strong spirit in his chest and show his grand plan of governing the country.
In order to catch a big fish, Wang Wen, he fished on the bank of Weihe River for ten years.
Unexpectedly, the ugly old fisherman suddenly became the emperor's teacher and a big shot. Haven't you heard the story that Levin drinkers are addicted to food?
This fanatic, who started from the grass, had a long face and a high nose when he met the explosion in Liu Shandong.
Eloquence is only when the future emperor, who is used to being arrogant and rude to others, gets up quickly and walks up to him like a gust of wind without even washing his feet, apologizing and delaying his time as a guest of honor.
Mr. Li is really something. With his golden words, he said that the king of Qi had made seventy-two cities surrender, with one soldier and one pawn, making the Chu-Han War look like a whirling meadow.
Such a down-and-out madman can do this, let alone a strong man with a good mind and good military skills who can stand out from the crowd.
I also hope to meet wise masters like them, but there are too many favored jade girls around the Emperor of Heaven.
They played games such as throwing pots all day long, which fascinated the emperor and made him laugh. The sky was stormy and the rain poured down, causing a burst of lightning and thunder. The door of heaven can't be closed, so I only made the gatekeeper popular.
God, why can't you see the loyalty in my chest? Am I too worried? I heard that there is a beast called Lehe, which eats human flesh with its teeth and fangs. There is also a benevolent beast called Li Yu, who is so kind that even the stems and buds of grass are afraid of being broken.
Like ancient warriors, I can catch flying tigers and carve tigers, and I can walk fearlessly backwards on the dangerous stones in Jiaoyuan.
However, the wise can roll up their bedding, and fools can show their talents. Since the world's powerful people regard me as a feather, why should I show my talents in front of these fools?
In ancient times, there were three strong men who could climb mountains and mountains, and their skills were great enough. But Yan Ying, the prime minister of Qi, killed them with only a few peaches.
In the Western Han Dynasty, the seven state-owned enterprises of Wu Chu tried to betray the imperial court for insurrection, and even heroes like Meng were not taken in. No wonder Zhou Yafu laughed at them in vain.
My song "Lyrics of Fu Liang" is in the saddest moment. But I firmly believe that Zhang Hua's two dragon swords, although they will be scattered for a while, will eventually meet.
Just like Jiang Ziya who sang a hymn, he will become an ambitious person one day, just like the meeting of a wise master. What is this little setback? Wait with peace of mind, and the opportunity will come!