Such as dark dust and rain, the spring breeze blew people. East slope of the number of houses, nest children with whom neighbors. Convergence of foul air bed, kitchen breaking by dense salary. Made relatively cold, Alas, poor me know. I have poured wine, good drink alone heartless. Cheng-I failed to cheek, How complex sub-lip talk. Zhong Lu thousand enemies, Yu Yan officials drunk spit. I know that Son, sitting for the winter cricket groan. To Mo blaming Heaven, I Seoul all day people. Line to see venereal action, sharing the boundless spring.