The wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.
Don’t hate when you are proud, half-hearted and distant. The graceful horse's hooves are diseased, and the feeling of returning home in spring.
The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
The golden osmanthus in Toad Palace is filled with fragrance, and the wheels are rolling towards Chengmen. The flowers in the examination room are in full bloom, and everyone who comes to the exam has a branch of spring.
The dragons and horses take off to shake the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds in my dreams. I vow to fly with the Kunpeng and flatten the only peak I am.
I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.