A poem expressing contempt

I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? Children in Nanling don't enter Beijing.

My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder. -Tan Sitong's The Wall of Prison

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"