The gods live in the mountains and forests, caressing the rain and playing the guqin, listening to dragons singing in the middle of the night, and watching the birds flying in the solitary mountain. Being bored in this world is a kind of sickness, and who can't go out for thousands of miles is a kind of helplessness. Waiting for the dusk to shoot down the cliff, pick up the pen to consider before drawing, and draw the horses and crows. The gap between the rich and the poor in the world is changed. Heroes are sometimes absent and finally fall into the dust. Scholars are suddenly stunned. After clearing away the mist of the long river, old friends passed down the chess records and warmed a hot wine pot. Nowadays, people today write books about the past life, and future generations lay the tombs in front of the tombs...
