Tingzhou is covered with reed leaves. Shallow currents in the cold sand zone. Twenty years later, I passed the South Tower again. The boat under the willow tree is still not stable, but it will last for a few days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is here again. The yellow crane cuts off the head of the rock. Is the old friend here today? The old country is full of new worries. I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine with me, but it turned out not to be like a young man traveling.