Takeishi
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax, the root is breaking the rock.
Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south.
Ceng Gong's The Singing Willow
Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind.
I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth.
This poem makes the scenery of catkins flying very vivid. With the help of the east wind, catkins dance wildly, unstoppable, as if the whole world belongs to them. In fact, it is a metaphor for people, which satirizes that some people are crazy when they get to the situation, think they are great and don't care about other people's characteristics.