Possession drives people to run around, like 10,000 sudden fire cows, but not like a Jianghu ranger and as free as a Sha Ou bird.
Day after day, I feel so idle in my spare time. Even the biggest thing is getting drunk.
In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn.
I want to see the place from a very far height, and I can stand in front of Baizu Building like Chen Deng, which is a great event in the world.
Interest drives people to run around, just like ten thousand fire cows, but people are not wandering around the world, just like Sha Ou. I think a day is as long as a year when I have nothing to do. Even if it's a big deal, I don't exist when I'm drunk. In the knocking sound of the clothes-smashing stick, the bright moon in the deep lane gradually sinks to the west, and the buttonwood trees near the well are blown down by the wind, only to know that it is autumn in my hometown. I want to see from a distance, but I can't find a place to climb. How can I stand hundreds of feet upstairs and talk about world events like Chen Deng?
Seeing autumn scenery in a foreign land reminds the author of his hometown. Although his leisure days are leisurely and boring, he disdains to pursue interests and is unwilling to idle away. Undoubtedly, the ambivalence of urban poets is reflected in his poems, which shows the author's depressed and lonely mood.