Taking Leisurely Photos of Flowers and Shadows at Dusk

Use original ancient poems to talk about life's various flavors. The solitary lamp has clear shadows, the wind is blowing in the bamboos, the melancholy is far away, and the eyes are filled with tears. It's raining tonight, I raise my glass and feel sad, I can only meet again in my dream in this life. Laugh at the spring breeze, laugh at the spring breeze, laugh at how lonely the world of mortals is. The fog cleared and I woke up from my dream. I finally saw the reality. It was the silence after thousands of sails had passed...