Who knows what I left behind? Remember to meet, a saddle of snow, the title is Leo. As a prisoner, I am still separated, and the moon is thousands of miles away. Aichi, there are two carp. I bought all the jade pots in spring, and Hongshanzui was drunk. Where the wind is strong, the taste of wine is strong.
Wu writes clearly and beautifully. Look at thousands of lines, the pearl is streaming and the light is full of paper. Su Shi only read the residual wax sentence, and instantly saw the shade like water. Spring is gone and people still live here. I'm afraid of poets. I'm covered in mud.