One person, one horse, one world
Half crazy, half stupid, half human
Empty city, empty hole, empty talent
Heartless, no complaints, no worries
Time is like mountains and people are like wind
A few empty strokes were lost in dust
What are the tears of scattered lovesickness?
The peach blossom laughs at the spring breeze in vain
Purpose: Eating thousands of fruits in the world is not as good as a single Buddha in front of the hall.