Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the bleak place where I have always been, there is no wind, rain or heartlessness when I return.
Intention: Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, just watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; have no intention of leaving or leaving, just follow the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky.