Yao and Shun to go far, Ji Qi does not again. Zhou flow heaven and on earth, I have a leisurely horse. Jun independence to the clouds, to know with whom phase once, the wind back to the manhole cover. Head into the office a long memory, but bitter parting reminder. By the moon, Peibao Lu, crown Cui Wei. Poor baby clothes curious, old in the dust. World and I the same sex, same sun and the moon and my life, anything more than sorrow. Homeland empty trees, wild deer on the high platform.