It is difficult to send a book to a goose, but it is difficult to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
-Shen Rujun (always in my heart)
But there is no news from my relatives and friends. I am old and sick, and I am alone with my boat.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
Guests from afar. I left a pair of carp. Hu Er cooked carp with a ruler book in it.
I want to send colorful stationery without a ruler. Where can I know?
Don't use paper and pencil immediately when you meet, and leave a message to report peace.
The river is three thousand miles long and there are fifteen lines of letters from home.