"Four Poems of the Dreaming Fairy" Guanxiu
Dream of a mountain in the sea and a silver house.
When I met a Taoist priest, I called him Li Babo.
The daughters of the three or four fairies are dressed in se-se clothes.
Holding the moon pearl in hand, knock down the golden pear.
The carriage ditch is dust-free, and we walk to the shore of Yaochi.
Under the dense toon tree, a white dragon comes to sniff people.
The majestic palace is surrounded by purple air, and the golden canal, jade sand and five-color water.
The maidservants of the Immortal Watcher were leaning on each other while sleeping, stealing flat peaches and falling to the ground.