Don't Know the Breeze

The breeze has walked through the country several times with one sleeve I have had a few big dreams in my wandering life Rich people in the world, emperors and generals But a few lines of ink characters in Qing Shi Li A young man with picturesque features Countless memories of the past Looking back at the place where old friends once stood, where are they now? When you come, the breeze fills your sleeves, when you leave, there is frost all over the place It is called wind and frost inscriptions, the setting sun in this place Intention: