Hibiscus is going to blossom.
Flowers fall like snails.
Drive carefully
Petals knocked to the ground by showers.
Hold a simple dream
Sleep in a deep shallow puddle
Stubborn people always prefer summer.
In simple summer, I am under red rocks and green trees.
Talk about piano, books, rain and calligraphy.
Laugh at those who can't see clearly and themselves.
(The original text does not attack)