Ying Cao
The crossing is full of green grass. I wonder if I can find a solution to my worries?
The green water invades away from the pavilion, carrying the setting sun across other islands in the distance.
The moon is reflected in the wilderness in the Golden Valley Garden, and the green autumn is under the stone city.
Pedestrians look at the king and grandson with regret and buy out the golden hairpin and twelve sorrows.
Today's decline is used to contrast the grandeur of the past. It is called "Ying Cao", but it actually writes about people. It implies that the grass can be prosperous when the grass dies, but the people fail to prosper.