Xia Chenyin
The summer is far away, and the summer is gone. Beyond the sky, what kind of situation is there, who is going to pretend to be crazy? We have been complaining together for a long time, just for fear that Yan Yue will be frivolous.
I'm confused and don't understand its meaning. Looking at Sang Tongtong from a distance, it looks like a car cover. Summer is gone and Yaohua is back? Recalling that there were many gentlemen in the Han Dynasty, there were no sages left in the wild.
A yellow crane rides in front of the Jinluan Hall. Remember the sun and the moon, and praise your handsomeness. When Lian Po was old, he also came out of the dust, hey, hey, hey, he went away in the summer, when did he come back? The regret is so deep that I want it, and I hate that I will never see you again this day. I'm leaving this world behind with my brush in my sleeves, and I can't bear to leave behind my fleeting life! Don't dwell. Summer does not return.