1. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was in a dimly lit place.

2. In a wine glass, everything is empty. There are three or five heroes from ancient times. Wherever the rain blows and the wind blows, there is the Han Palace and the Qin Palace.

3. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.

4. The rise and fall of the ages are slow and slow, and the Yangtze River is not the end of the flow.

5. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all.

6. When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, there is moxibustion under his command, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield. The horse moves very fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. The affairs of the king and the world have been settled, and he has gained fame both before and after his death. Misfortune happens in vain!

7. The flowers are now evenly painted, but why does Liu Yin have green eyebrows? The east wind blows the rain as fine as dust. Laughing at yourself, loving the mountains is like being lustful, but now I cherish the trees and cherish the people even more. I have a new feeling of worry and hatred.

8. Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, but Sun Zhong will find one. On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain.

9. The water floating in the sky brings endless trees, and the rain clouds bury half of the mountain.

10. Remember to burn this night incense together. People are in the cloister and the moon is in the cloister. Now I am alone in the dim sky, thinking when I walk and thinking when I sit.

11. Think back to those days, when we were strong and powerful, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

12. The village houses have low thatched eaves and green grass on the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is very charming, but who is the old lady with gray hair? The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. His favorite child is rogue, lying at the head of the stream peeling off lotus pods.

13. Young people don’t know the feeling of sorrow and fall in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words. Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to stop talking. I wanted to give it up, but I said it was a cool autumn.