Ask yourself to write a poem by imitating the spring water of the stars.

Winter gave way to spring.

-Shanshuiren

Seeing you off on a ship thousands of miles away,

Shen Yuan is no better than your small building.

Rain flowers for winter water,

Fine hands and fine seams.

The breeze is a little relaxed,

Slowly, the stars swim very low.

When Cai and I woke up,

The wind blows the earth back to spring.