Leaving my yesterday, I can't stay, disturbing my mood today, which makes me extremely worried. In the face of this scene, Wan blew the swan geese returning to the south, and they could climb the tall buildings and have a good drink. Your article is as profound and free as the immortal prose in Penglai Palace, and it also has the character of Jian 'an literature. And my poetic style is as fresh and beautiful as Xie Tiao's, elegant and bold. We are all full of lofty sentiments and exultation, and our jumping thoughts are like flying high in the blue sky to pick the bright moon. However, whenever I think about the fate of life, I feel worried, just like drawing a nod to cut off the tap water. Instead of being cut off, the water flow became more violent. I raised my glass and drank heavily. I wanted to drown my sorrows in wine, but I was even more worried. Ah! Life is so unhappy in this world, it is better to put down your hair tomorrow and retire from the Jianghu.