Write a new nursery rhyme praising Zhuge Liang according to the content of borrowing arrows from grass boats. At least six sentences should rhyme as much as possible.

Fog, fog, a fog floating on the whole river. The boat in Jiangdong Jiangxi is placed, with a white-faced Cao on one side and Sun and Liu on the other. The drums are ringing and the flames of war are flying. Shoot the arrow, I don't know who is here, but Wan Jian shot the enemy, round after round, killing all Cao Binghuan's allies. But I don't know, I really don't know. Here, Sun Liu is talking and laughing, while Kong Su is drinking, one cup after another. Because the ship is full of arrows.