In the middle Tang dynasty, the spring and autumn storms have passed, and the vegetation in the city is rustling. How much do you miss and worry? Why do you forget the past? It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, and it was once crowned as Beijing, but it didn't meet that day, leaving you helpless and pitiful. When I read Li Bai, I was young and happy, and I was old and happy. Now all I see in Zhumen is nine meats, and frozen bones are everywhere. Laugh at heaven, I have come three thousand miles from afar. With the sadness of autumn and my sorrow for a hundred years, I climbed this height alone and cried to the world, who can marry our neighbor and live in his house, while we bury our children under the soil.
The world is cold, and the people rise and fall. I used to study thousands of books, but now I write with God. How can I say flowers and plants? I only read books in troubled times, leaving my sadness behind. In the past, I tried to enter this subject, but now I will stand at the top of the world. I have seen all the mountains, but I was destroyed.
Zeng Dao: There are tens of millions of spacious buildings, which greatly protect the poor in the world. There are: singing and drinking during the day, and peace of mind with youth in Taoyuan Township.