84. Self-police
There are always times when the moon is short of flowers,
Joys and sorrows are left to their devices.
Looking for new lilies in the scorching summer,
Looking for old clothes in the cold winter.
Busy to be diligent and diligent,
I have nothing to do to talk about playing chess.
How much labor is done in life,
Don't hesitate to make lovesickness!
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