A suit can break two carved arcs.
There is no service in Bowang Garden.
This road was lost before he died.
The sun and the moon are too long to cross,
A sharp sword can break a crab.
It is pleasant to visit this ancient garden.
The peaches of the Queen Mother once bloomed.
At the time of execution.
Boshan spits incense and disappears,
The archives are covered with brocade sails.
We must walk to the stream,
We go south from here.
Always looking at the green covering, chasing the clouds,
In the distance, there are white clouds.
Love this qingyin and miss it,
You laugh with me.