Reed flowers dream deeply, and I will swim for a while.
Mr. Sun Yahe:
The moon shines on the mountain, and the river sleeps on the pillow boat.
The reed sleeps deeply and the wind floats.
Brother of tolerance, Yaci:
A silver plate hangs in the mountain, and Ye Zhou is drunk.
Reed flowers are shallow into dreams, and the river wind is returned.
Autumn waters drink horses, poetry friends elegance:
The frost moon in Nanshan is silent, and the autumn wind in Weishui is cold.
King Wen didn't arrive, so he slept with the fish for one night.