The first rain in Lin'an turned red all night
The spring water is green and the broken geese are flying across the clear sky.
Waving my sleeves and playing the piano, the seven strings are exquisite.
Reed Guest Boat, Hazy Rain
That year the bamboo house was as lost as a dream
The slender finger points to the world of mortals, the drunken shadow laughs at the start of the world.
The long song of the bright moon brings wine to the wind
Pour a cup and drink as much as you want
Don't talk about floating clouds before the bottle.
Yesterday can be remembered in the blink of an eye
Time flies by, but the stars move by half a day
Suddenly looking back, the boat passed thousands of mountains.
Where are the rivers and lakes where to stay?