The red sun rises, and its road is bright; The river flows out of the river and flows into Wang Yang; Dive into the depths of the dragon, scales flying; The milk tiger roared at the valley, and the beasts were shocked; Falcon wings, dusty; The first birth of a wonderful flower, the emperor of the emperor; The generals will make a fuss, and they will do their best; The sky is pale and the ground is yellow; Even if there were years, there were eight famines; The future is like the sea, and there is plenty of time.
Beautiful, I am a young man from China, and the sky is not old! Zhuang Zi, I am a teenager in China, and I have no borders with China!