Follow yourself on the road you have walked!

who are you? Is it a hermit under the Chrysanthemum East Ridge and the South Mountain? Or the sage of "but the fun of the piano, how to make a sound on the strings"? Or is it a farmer who is "the morning is ridiculous, with the moon?" Perhaps, only you can calm your heart to such a state that you only have to drink and pick chrysanthemums. I am jealous of you in the ink of the book. This millennium time seems to have only one mirror left, and we are tangible but similar. Invisible obstacles, I feel the hot temperature of your hand and the still passionate heart.

I remember when I first met you, I only felt that you were full of alcohol. When I watched you smell the wine in the tank, I hurriedly pulled off the Ge towel on my head and used it as a filtering tool. Once again, you put the gauze covered with slag back on your head. I thought, you are just a common man who loves wine, but when you see once again that you refuse to make good wines for the nobles, you understand that the historian’s pen is not just a lonely poet who likes to drink. The unconstrained and free and easy in your eyes, I also shyly blushing, separating the ancient and modern, when we are doing things, but they are far apart, I am a little less like your indifferent, but more than a point of enthusiasm Heart, I, after all, can't be you.

I was awakened by the sound of your broken glass, and I was stunned by the sleepy eyes. I saw you walking towards the palace, and the eyes were still disdainful and clear, but I clearly saw that Bai Xue climbed your eyes. I also accompanied you and embarked on the road of returning home. I am in love with everything in my bustling dreams. Isn't that beautiful piano not your favorite? You just smiled a little and said, "No official is light," leaving me confused. I will recollect the breeze in the face. I will not be able to make you.

In the morning, the fog gradually dissipated, revealing the meager sunshine. I followed you with a hoe, carrying a bamboo basket and walking towards the courtyard. I love the chrysanthemums in front of you, although they are not as colorful as in the park. Colorful, but there is a bones that are not afraid of snow, I know, that is also you.

You took me into Taoyuan Wonderland. I was impressed by this beautiful scene. I was amazed. I looked at you by the side. You didn't need to smile. I don't know. This is just a dream. I can't make you.

I don't have your free and easy, your high, but I will follow the path you have traveled to find my own Taoyuan, but please rest assured, I will not escape from reality, I will not hesitate at the fork, ahead The sun will lead you to the other side instead of you. I will not be afraid of the thorns on the way, because I know that since you can't do it, you can do it yourself!

Third day: Jiang Xin