Xiao Xiao is a true dragon, reaching the top of the sky. Sharp as a bloody blade, benevolent as a heavenly Buddha
Cultivation of figure, faint fragrance of bamboo. With a startling glance, the flowers fell into disgrace
Who, why, what grievance, a gust of breeze disappears, sorrow disappears
I think about my dreams day and night, a piece of white cloth brings me a new house
Mingjun is here, people, gods and ghosts are frightened
– "Bamboo" Ye Liuli
Purpose: I love history