After the long pavilion and the short pavilion,

Light fur slowly with rain just sunny.

The green years pass by,

A bumpy journey.

Dream pillow yellow sorghum is not ripe,

The boat throws the blue sea and the waves are difficult to settle.

There is no wine in the middle of the night,

Hold the pipa alone and wait for Danming!

Note: The first sentence rhymes with neighbors.

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