Tang Yuening's poetry collection
I would like to choose a secluded place, piano riding (equestrian) calligraphy, painting, poetry, and camellia. Man dance and sing, floating like a dream. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and they are indifferent to fame and fortune.
Don't be shocked by the humiliation, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. Go and stay unintentionally, looking at the clouds in the sky.