When the dawn of selflessness
Sprinkled with chrysanthemum longing
Thatch sticks out its sword-like head
Crawling all over the shore of Zhi Tinglan's hometown
When the vastness of the dawn
Open up my swaying horizons
Run over that once glorious chrysanthemum
It's withered and golden
Is that the color of Haizi Asian copper?
Or the cloves that came out of nostalgia
A song of spring blossoms
Cleanse the world of how much dust
It is still difficult to pick up pure poetry and distance
The most beautiful views don't have to be
Looking for a paradise with red flowers and willow green
Rather, it has gone through a thousand sails
is also quiet, and there is an ocean of inner plainness
It is not denied to walk in the world
It can pass through the waves of thousands of thoughts
There is no crossing of concentration and wisdom
You will lose yourself and your direction
Lost in the red dust for a long time
I hope that the future will be sprinkled with the sun of Qu Zi
Walk into the jade lotus with clear water
Write an ode to oranges for a long time
In the early dew of that chrysanthemum remnant
It also carries a colorful glow
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