How many things have I done riding the wind on my sword? Why worry over dusting off my clothes with a laugh? In my drunkenness, I strum the zither and indulge my wild spirit. A man should live by his passion, and not waste his youth. The ties of this world seem like calamities, so I lean on the sky and carve out the ravages of time. Even success and fame can bring sorrow. A few lines of tears from the beauties fall into the heart of the waters.
To the tune of Linjiang Xian
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