"Three Poems in White Paper"
Author: Li Bai
Raising his eyebrows and turning his sleeves like snow is flying, it is rare for the world to be independent.
Zaju·Su Zizhan writes a poem on Red Cliff while drunk
I am so trembling here that I can’t help but feel cold all over. (Jie Yun) I said that if I stay in Ruoxue, I can go tomorrow.