Dai yue's running poems.

Literal explanation

I am an elegant person.

Soak in the wind and rain, proud

The moon and stars didn't say sadness in the night sky.

My heart is like a lotus that emerges from the mud and is not stained.

There is no rootless prosperity like duckweed in the world.

The mountain or that mountain?

Water or that water?

Nothing has changed.

Or so