Two poems
Bodhisattva Man (The wind is soft, the sun is thin, but spring is still early)
The wind is soft, the sun is thin, spring is still early, and I am in a good mood with my shirt on.
It was slightly cold when I woke up, and the plum blossoms on my temples were still intact.
Where is my hometown? I forget it unless I get drunk.
It burns when it is submerged and lying down, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared.
Bodhisattva Man (the sound of returning to Hong cuts off the remaining blue clouds)
The sound of returning to Hong cuts off the remaining blue clouds.
The snow fell from the back window and the smoke from the furnace continued.
The phoenix hairpin at the bottom of the candle is bright,
The person with the hairpin head wins the light.
The sound of the horn prompts the dawn,
The dawn returns to the cow fight.
It is difficult to see the flowers in spring,
The western phoenix remains in the old cold.