Yesterday's beggar, today's prince, no longer in love with glory, comes home. Far from right and wrong, fame and fortune are far away. The covered seats are covered with thatched pine trees and are as stable as a newly built sand embankment. There are green mountains to encourage wine, white clouds to accompany me to sleep, and the bright moon to encourage poetry.
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