"Self-Dispatch"

Accustomed to the long night from Liao Liao, two sighs and three groans also cross the bridge.

I envy the nameless self, he is famous.

"Self-Dispatch"

Sometimes fantasy increases people's progress, and loneliness decreases the day.

As soon as I saw the three-point posture, I fell, and people shook me and twisted Yusang.

(Yusang: mulberry elm, at sunset.) ）

Between Being and Nothing

Cheng is also a poem, and destruction is also a poem. To whom?

And pour yourself a drink near dusk, there are many men in the world.

"For the Nameless Old Man"

When spring goes to autumn, why is it short? Grievances and joys are gone, and then they start all over again.

You and I have said everything, and the breeze does not have to be close to people's eyes.

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Greedy for books and forgetful of drowning, the courage is not arrogant in the heart.

Stealing a look of hazy meaning, intending to make up for the bad words.

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