The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. —— "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"

I urge God to be energetic and send talents of any kind - "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"

When will Ming Hong's trace be traced, the Sutra of Beauty will be revealed? The buried years.

Since ancient times, the Han family has been crazy about holding halberds. Who doubts that Shuo is a star?

There is no such thing as crying in front of a bottle, the hero feels golden in his twilight years.

He Yi knew Xihua Road and ended up spending his whole life as a worm.

Don’t say anything arrogant, thank Shiwang: Dongshan prostitutes are the common people.

It’s not like sheng is playing in a vase and the flowers are shadowed in the evening. Jiumo’s translation of this sutra is in vain.

Hushankuang robbed Sanwu Land, when will this hegemonic talent be reborn?

Why not go to Chenghua County? I haven't woken up from the cold food in spring sleep.

When I first met and said goodbye, I never wrote about my apricot skirt.

I will not shed tears today, but I will only complain about my eyebrows when I cross the river.

If there are self-natures that are incompatible with each other, who will be in Buddhaland if they are incompatible with each other?

It’s not like the sheng in the vase and the shadows of flowers in the evening. Jiumo’s translation of this sutra was in vain.

Hushankuang robbed Sanwu Land, when will this hegemonic talent be reborn?