Bohu, Tang Ming
Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through;
There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.
The whole world is muddy. I'm alone. Everyone is drunk. I wake up alone. -"The Fisherman's Song of Chu"
fisherman
Qu Yuan, who was once released, swam in the river beach and sang on the bank of Zehe River, with a haggard color and a haggard description. When the fisherman saw this, he asked, "Isn't this son Dr. San Lv's?" Why is this happening? Qu Yuan said: "The world is cloudy and I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I am alone, so I can let it go. "The fisherman said," A saint can keep pace with the times instead of indulging in things. The world is muddy, why not spit its mud and make waves? Everyone is drunk, why not feed the bad ones? Why do you want to be thoughtful and far-sighted, and let yourself become? Qu Yuan said, "I heard that the new bather plays the crown and the new bather shakes his clothes. Ann can observe with her own body, but what about the person who collects things? It is better to go to the fragrant willow and bury it in the belly of a river fish, which can be white and covered with secular dust! The fisherman smiled and walked away with the drum, but the song said: "The clear water of the surging waves can lick my tassel;" The turbid water in the rough waves can be used to drown my feet. "Then go, no longer use words.