Sugar cane is sweeter than honey
Looking to the west, purple smoke rises from the sky
Looking to the bridge of a hundred flowers
Not for the fame of a man, not for the fame of a man
Repeatedly, the bedding is as warm as the spring warmth
Returning to the rocky flowers, the flowers come to the earth
Life and thoughts are enough to live out the days of our life
I think about it but I have written a poem to make up a piece of poetry
This is a poem to commemorate the first anniversary of my great uncle's death. A Hundred Years
Can you hunt the autumn fields on behalf of your horse
It's a dream to forget
Kneeling in the hall to explore the dragon's jaws
Seeking for the wind, the waves on the river are infinite
Coming to the forest for one day
The world does not make mistakes in the moth-eyebrows
Wishing for you to worship me for ten million years again
Continuing to grow old in the clouds and haze
Remaining on the edge of the shore, the cage is covered with a sky
It's a dream that I have been living in for a hundred years.
This is the first time I've seen you in the world.