"Thoughts on the Bitter Rain in the Qin Dynasty are presented to Yuan Zuocheng He Shilang"
Studying hard for thirty years, behind closed doors and sweating.
The Ming Dynasty meets the Holy Age, and the traveler belongs to Qiulin.
It’s not just a matter of being faint and suffering, but it’s mostly due to the weight of power.
Two hairs make white hairs grow, and a hundred yi make up gold.
I recall with tears the fall of Xian Mountain, and worry about the depth of Xiang River.
The prancing horse is not my business, but the gull is my heart.
Those who send messages on the way will go to this mountain!
"Late Spring Sent to Zhang Bazi Guest"
I am dreaming about renting in Yunshan, and I am chanting about my hard work on my quilt pillow.
What is the purpose of chanting? We hate separation.
The world is full of beauty, and few people know each other.
Jia Yicai is empty and relaxed, while An Ren has silky hair on his temples.
The distant love is noted every time in the east, and the sundial is running across the face.
I am always afraid of filling in the ravines and have no way to vibrate my feathers.
If a poor person has a destiny, he wants to be pushed to the bottom.