Tianmen interrupted the opening of Chushan, and the clear water flowed eastward here. Every word is an ancient poem.

"the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea", "The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate" Today last year, in this gate, people's faces and peach blossoms set each other off in red and oh, this final broken indrawn breath, among the green indifferent trees! is rugged and long-ban, and the jade is full of Chu, and the solitary cattle are in the reeds, and the weather is clear, and the water is full of mountains and colors, so that the wine, mulberry, hemp, Hunan, and the sunset can't be seen. Let's raise a glass to dispel our worries. A fallen flower leaves a tree without saying a word, and running water enters the pool mercilessly, often fearing that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will decline. With this beautiful attitude, you will be outstanding under the frost, if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing!