Who else can I be, in heaven and on earth?

You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

Look at yourself as a flower and look at others as rubbish.

Extraordinary thoughts will not coexist with ordinary people.

The public is like a woman who lets me do whatever I want.

The ancients will not be seen before, and the newcomers will not be seen after. Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness.

With a melancholy outline, I ask who is in charge of the ups and downs of the vast earth.

How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?