Poetry 1: Thoughts of Removal
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
Take the flower bush to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Poetry 2: Butterfly Loves Flowers
I want to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless.
The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi.
Poetry 3: Superior Evil
I want to know you and live a long life.
The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted,
Thunders in winter, rain and snow in summer, heaven and earth are united, but I dare to be with you!
Never leave, never give up
Poem 4: Fisherman
The waves are full of snow, and the peach and plum trees are silent in spring.
A pot of wine, a pole of fiber, how many people are there in the world?
Poem 5: Hairpin-headed Phoenix
Red hands, yellow wine, The city is filled with spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil, joy is thin, and I am full of melancholy. I have been away for a few years, wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, tears are red and the crocodile silk is transparent; peach blossoms are falling, leisurely ponds and pavilions, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book, Mo, Mo, Mo.