The original poem is as follows:
Zhao Yi, a collection of themes and mountains.
The rise and fall of reading style is a disaster, and the literature of the two dynasties declined.
Without officials, Zhou Su was not hurt, and he was very worried about losing his bow.
Walking in the temple, orchids are sad at night, and jingshi trees are crying in the autumn wind.
The unfortunate poets of the country are lucky, they have been endowed with vicissitudes.