Lipper
Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars into Wan Li.
If the wind weakens, it can still lift away the turbulent current.
Others are laughing at my big talk when they see my unchanging tone.
Fu Xuan can still fear the afterlife, but her husband can't be young.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
When we meet, we will drink for you, and the horse will hang on the edge of a tall building.
Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you are killed, you still have a chivalrous fragrance.
Why don't men take Wu Gou and close 50 states?
Teenagers hunt vegetarian rabbits, and horses ride home happily.