Jiuquanzi·Xie Quetumi
Thanks to the Tumi, a piece of moon is as bright as water. The incense of the seal script has faded away, but I am still awake and the crows are crowing in the morning.
The young and cold scoundrel wears thin clothes, and he is not close to the corner of the wall. The most worrying thing is that the lamp is about to fall and the geese are still flying.
——Nalan Xingde