Ninth day of home isolation
The legs began to swell, and the small belly was already bulging.
I couldn't lift my spirits at all, and I often stood on the windowsill in a daze.
Dreaming of traveling back to the west, it is like the five elements under the mountain...
Five hundred years, mulberry fields and vicissitudes
The stone is also covered with moss, covered with moss
Only one, the heart is not dead
Yearning for leisure, leisure
Even if it is, wildfires burn
Even if it is, snow and ice covered
It is still the ambition that does not change, and the faith that does not fade
Years have passed, stirring feelings
