Recalling the heyday of Kaiyuan in the past, there were still thousands of families in the small town. The rice is dripping with fat and the corn is white.
Both the public and private warehouses are abundant. There are no jackals and tigers on the roads of Kyushu, and the sunrise is auspicious for long journeys.
Qi Wan and Lu’s carriages are moving every day, and the men plowing the fields and the women mulching crops keep up with each other. The saint in the palace plays Yunmen,
All friends in the world are glued together. There has been no disaster for more than a hundred years. Uncle Sun Li Le Xiao He Lu.