The grass is sloping and the willow is shaking,

The mountains and the tsunami move the river tide.

Dust and leaves fall into the maze,

The swamp pond is deeply immersed in the road and bridge.

Three or five seats in the distance,

Thousands of scoops were sprinkled.

The dragon shook off the water of the heavenly river,

Rapid waterfalls, flying springs, and blue skies.

"Luoying Poems" 67, the rain is in the hand, please wait for a while,

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