Jiangchengzi

The light breeze in the morning brings green silk fluttering, the spring light is shining, and the peach blossoms are beautiful. The colorful fallen flowers are only due to the lingering sound. When I was drunk, I read the sword and turned on the lamp. Purple lightning roared and clear frost whistled. I feel free to the end of the world with my sword. A scoop of wine can cause several injuries. Far away from the rivers and lakes, how can one envy the height of a temple? Leaning on the building and looking at Wuling River indifferently, who is the hero and who is the proud one? ——"Jiang Chengzi·Singing Peach Blossom Forest"