How many beauties and herbs does it take to tame ambition?
Horse hooves beat on the roof of hell
A lot of means and wisdom are abandoned in the wilderness
Some are worn out by others
I can only spend my days gloriously in wine and sex.
Only the one who works hard is unfortunate
But still lucky enough to die step by step
And inside and outside the empty door
Who is who?
When I think of these
The spring seedlings are green all the way to my pillow