Zhou Mingshan met a strange boy on the clear water at the foot of Zhengling Mountain.
The young man had a handsome face, a dashing temperament, and a thin body that was invulnerable to all poisons.
He climbed Wushan Mountain, Xialuo Lake, entered the Vientiane Valley, and visited Wuling Town with the young man who hid the secret.
Passing through the nightmare-inducing miasma of southern Hunan,
Brush away the lingering smoke clouds on the top of Lanyin Temple.
A banquet attended by thousands of people was held in Chun City.
Lost again in the spring rain of March in Beijing.
Zhou Mingshan's officialdom has been ups and downs for many years.
Fulfilled my childhood wish to help the people.
But I accidentally discovered,
Every step of his promotion over the years has been strangely consistent with the changes in the world.
He took leave and returned home, where he met his old friend again at the foot of Zhengling Mountain.
I tried to look for him, but I got the news that my old man died in a foreign land.
A long-lasting dream,
Zhou Mingshan woke up on the old wooden boat on the clear water.
