Four plugs suddenly smelled wolf smoke,
Ask Confucian scholars, who dares to make waves?
Taking Chu He as an example, the civilian's reply poems mainly highlight the literati's strategy of strategizing and winning thousands of miles. The ending is:
All the concubines of the overlord committed suicide,
When you are Ben, you know that Confucianism will set off a storm!
Later generations changed this qupai to Dingfengbo; Su Shi wrote several songs to calm the storm, especially this one "Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest".
Set the storm, don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest.
Song sushi
On March 7th, it rained on Hu Sha Road, and the rain gear came first, and everyone in the same trade was in a mess. I didn't feel it either. It has cleared up, so just pretend to be like this.
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.
Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
Don't listen to the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves. You might as well recite aloud and read slowly. Bamboo poles and sandals are lighter than riding a horse. What is there to be afraid of? No matter the wind and rain, I will live in hemp fiber all my life.
The cool spring breeze woke me up, and I felt a little cold, but the sunset on the mountain greeted me at the right time. Look back at the place where I met the storm and go back. It doesn't matter to me whether it's stormy or sunny.