In the middle of the night, sleepless and idle oil during the day to make up for sleep, restless sleep at night, meditating for thousands of miles, tossing and turning to Sangen. Have the heart to watch TV, do not dare to go to the living room, the family tree hangs to the north, for the table to set three animals. Restaurant for the god of wealth

Sleepless in the middle of the night

Occasional sleep during the day, restless sleep at night,

Meditation traveled thousands of miles, tossing and turning to sangen.

Have the heart to watch TV, dare not go to the living room,

The family tree hangs on the north side of the table for three animals.

The dining room is dedicated to the god of wealth, in the kitchen of the king of vesta,

Sandalwood is often swirling, and the lights are not turned off at night.

This is true for all ages, the in-laws say tradition,

It is necessary to send God back to peace on the second night of the first year.

The day is still unconscious, and the people are full of yang,

It was dark and silent all around.

Fear arises from the bottom of the heart, bedridden does not want to move,

No one speaks long or short, sincerely to Zhou Gong.

Zhou Gong was not at home, and he was tragically closed,

Helpless to run the headlines, be an oil man.

Quietly ask the poet friend, who is on the screen,

If you can't sleep, gossip for ten minutes?

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