Desert sand is like snow,
Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Why not be a golden brain,
Go quickly and step into the golden autumn.
Draw a chicken (Tang Yin)
Don't cut off the red crown on your head,
Walk in the future covered with snow.
Never dare to speak loudly in my life, <
However, all sentient beings are full,
they don't hesitate to pay their respects to the sick minister, and the setting sun sets.
Bee (Luo Yin)
No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain,
the infinite scenery is occupied.
After the flowers are gathered into honey,
they work hard for whom they are sweet.