Xing, the people suffer; Death makes people suffer.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which makes all the poor people in the world very happy!
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.