The romance of the Tao is like banishing an immortal, and the sadness is only composed of four sorrows.
It has not passed my eyebrows, but I can feel the sound of autumn reaching my ears.
It's a good dream to fall into, but I want to sleep but forget to sleep at night.
There is no good land in the world anymore, and the title is sent to the sky with a kite.
Where is the sound of gold thrown from the sky? Cast your mind to wake up from deep sleep.
The paper kite only flies outside the clouds, why do the colorful threads end at the edge of the sun?
He may not intend to pass on the word "Goose", and may continue the "Diao" chapter without a tail.
Don't complain to Qionglong when you are worried, because you will be banished to immortals because of your worries.