2. I wish people a long life and a thousand miles.
3. until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.
4. Spring grass grows in the pond, and garden willows turn into songbirds.
5. on a road outreaching the white clouds, by a spring outrunning the bluest river.
6. The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for birds to fly.
7. The future will be good, and I will go back to Fengchi to boast.
8. Talk and ride to the end, and Lofu's destiny is ridiculous.
9. If I am Qing Di in the next year, I will report it to Peach Blossom.
1, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain.
11. There are thousands of willows in the spring breeze, and 6 million China is prosperous.
12. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world knows you.
13. In the end, things will work out.