Chapter 1: "The Third Elegy" The grass is so vast, and the poplar trees are swaying. In the middle of September, the frost sent me out of the suburbs. There is no one living on all sides, and there are many high tombs. The horse is up to the sky and roaring, and the wind is depressed. Once the secluded chamber is closed, it will never see the light of day again for a thousand years. There will be no more dynasties for a thousand years, and the virtuous people will be helpless. They always give each other away and each returns to his own home. Relatives may be sad, but others may also sing. What's the way to die? It's the same mountain as your body. Chapter 2: "Sorrow from Di Zhongde" I mourned over the old house, and my heart was filled with tears. May I ask who you are sad for? Carrying people is in Jiu Ming. The dress is famous and the crowd follows, and the love is as if it was born together. When holding hands in front of the door, why should you lean in first? It is inevitable to count, but it is impossible to achieve success as a mountain. The loving mother is deeply saddened, and Er Yin is only a few years old. The hall was empty, and there was no crying day and night. Liuchen gathers up and sits empty, staying in the front yard of the grass hotel. The steps are clear of traces of travel, and the garden is left with only emotion. The shadows will disappear and disappear forever. Soon I will step back, my arms filled with compassion. Chapter 3: "Written by a meeting" When you are weak, you will be hungry at home, but when you are old, you will be more hungry? Shumai is really enviable, who dares to admire Ganfei! Being anxious is like a nine-year-old meal, and you are tired of cold clothes when it is hot. The years are coming to an end, how hard and sad it is. The heart of a person who is always good at porridge will miss Meng Bingfei deeply. It's enough to be stingy when you complain, but you don't have time to leave it to yourself. This is a waste of time and ambition, and it is a long-term destination for poverty. I am already exhausted, and there are many teachers left in the past. Chapter 4: "Returning to the Old Residence" I went to Beijing from my former home and returned after six years of absence. I'm back today, and I feel so sorry for you. Streets and streets remain old, but towns and houses may have changed. The former residence of the Zhou Dynasty was restored by the old man next door. Looking for traces of the past step by step, there is a special place to look for. In the hundreds of years of fantasy, the cold and the hot sun are pushing each other. I am always afraid that my strength will be exhausted and my strength will not be able to decline. Set it aside and don't think about it. You can drink it and chat with it. Chapter 5: "The Responsible Son" The white hair is covered with hair on the temples, and the skin is no longer solid. Even though I have five sons, I still don’t have enough paper and pen. Ashu is already twenty-eight years old and is unmatched because of his laziness. Ah Xuan is interested in learning but does not love literature. Yongduan was thirteen years old and did not know six or seven. Tongzi is nine years old, but he is looking for pears and chestnuts. Destiny is like this, and things will come into the cup. Chapter 6: "Repaying Liu Chaisang" It is used by the poor and the widowed, and forgets about the surroundings. There are many fallen leaves in the palm garden, and I am relieved to know that it is autumn. New sunflowers bloom in the north, and Jiazhong supports the south.
I am not happy now. Do you know that there will be a new year? The fortune-teller carries a weak child, and travels far on a good day