Time is shallow, the stars are dim, the mountains are stretching, and the clouds are ethereal; The mountains are thousands of miles away, the clouds are on the top of thousands of mountains, the autumn leaves are obliquely illuminated, and the breeze is clear and the sky is blue; Clear shadow light cloud pieces, light smoke and thin cages, lonely sails far shadow wonderland, bumpy dreams; Frequent looking, sleepless, also elegant and drunk frost, rivers and lakes chasing dreams far away, red dust walking light sorrow and joy.
The other side of the world, the vicissitudes of the sea, the reincarnation back and forth, wandering and lingering; The thoughts are still visible, the cold and warm are lingering, the distant heart is far away, and there is no speech; Looking down and looking at the eyes, the low eyebrows are still drunk, the stars of the past have changed, and now the vicissitudes of the sea; Half a volume of poetry, the piano breaks the strings, return my clear heart among the white clouds, the red dust of the rivers and lakes knows the cold and warmth, and the shallow chanting is carefully listened to the spring.
Tranquility and far-reaching, accepting all rivers, sighing and gathering, idly watching sorrows and joys; Rushing to the countryside pass, passing through the front of the river, the vast dust is full, and the road is difficult; Day thinking life is light, night thinking is tired and sad, Shaohua gradually drifts away, time is as vast as smoke; South flying geese, crossing rivers, passing the years and leisure, sorrow why do you need to find trouble, white horses cross the gap and are safe.
(Meng Guangrui)