One friend is enough.
Boya lost his string and mourned the death of his friend.
Guan Zhong hates friends and abandons them.
A bosom friend is hard to find in life,
Has shown deep feelings and goodwill.
Empty valley, secluded swallow, ancient musen,
The wind goes back to the clouds, and drunkenness hinders the seven laws.
High mountains and flowing water,
The woodcutter pointed at each other and began to sing.
Sacrifice is sad, tears can't help it.
Once you know it, it's hard to find it.
Thirteen strings are broken,
Since then, it has been silent.