Autumn River on the 10th rain, waves Qiang Wei Fei. Seems like the sky, boundless expanse of the vast smoke. Wind from the south, Guihua Yu Xin HUANG. Tingbei do not need to drink, and drink the air fragrant. His life universal heart, boss shame spin. Re talking with Ruzi, Ying Zhuo Canglang solution. Compass pour wine syrup, Sun-day weaving clothes. High spirits to take the boat, a smile on the silver lake.