The yellowed paper is mottled and left to people to judge what is right or wrong.

Only a few strokes of pen and ink in a century have gently opened the page.

Who can remember that they were so alive when the annals of history turn around?

The vast sea and sky were once vast

After years of wasted time, it has passed away

A life of wandering and ups and downs, a series of poems and poems

There are no more engraved words in the transcribed pages

Before the cliff, one can still vaguely discern the end of the hero

Hengjian's screams are the fault of the world

Calmly and calmly, look around in all directions and surrender

How to interpret the clenched fists in the sleeves of the robe

The prosperous times may also be engraved in books

but missed his loneliness
Chapter completed!