The princes crowded around the door,
Clean in winter and clean in summer.
Thousands of agile poems,
My heart is full of people.
Happy guests taste oranges,
Cheers resounded through the sky.
If you don't mind.
Art:
My garden is green,
The rain is steaming and insects are boiling.
Once the center is adjusted,
How old is Lang Fan?
If you don't mind,
Fold a thousand strokes.
An umbrella drunk from the wild.