From a young knight-errant to a red-robed military attache, he gathered his free and unruly spirit and joined the temple, just to guard the blue sky and protect the people.
A young man swims until the cranes tower into the sky, walks on the sand until the waves wash over the sand, his life is not long, and it is enough to look up to the sky and the earth without shame.
After three years of walking, all the clothes and dust have been transformed, and I can only see Chang'an but no spring.
The horse crosses the snowy street before dawn, and the road is filled with tears as the travelers wander through the streets.
Taohuawu is connected to the Monkey Temple, and the Wild Bamboo Pavilion is connected to the Yingjin.
Sooner or later, it was time to do some rough work, and a man came back to the waterside.