Living in the mountains, near the water, you can hide yourself and listen to the waves.
Sanqiu's red leaves and golden ou are drunk, and the day is clear and blue.
The cold light from the sword blames Feng Yuan, and the guest sings the high platform.
Description: This is an impromptu work. Cited the allusion of Feng Xuan Meng Ke county. Seven words and eight sentences, pay attention to artistic conception and poetic confrontation. Poetic poems express the hermit's feelings, and he expects to show his great ambition.