This word originated from chapter 203, and was chanted by Zhang Hao when he learned that his soul was a waste. At the same time, it can be regarded as a reflection of your current living state, the words are as follows:

"The moon is cold in the middle of the night, and the shadow of a single silver candle shines.

The flowers have been in spring, and they are always lonely.

It is difficult to recognize dreams in a lonely shirt, and a mirror is separated by thousands of weights.

Luo is cold, and the south wind accompanies him. For a moment, the sun and the moon are unbearable.

The wooden pillow is still the same, the star courtyard is singing, and it is difficult to sleep all night.

The childish bud turned into a light smoke, afraid to laugh at the pride of the year.

Even if he loses the dragon's head, the long road is long, and he does not regret his youthful ambition.

Happy to look at the twilight, it's hard to look back.

I would like to listen to the bamboo forest and shine beautifully, and I would rather be sad and hate this life. ”