Plum is to apricot, plum is to peach, peony is to plantain. The spring equinox and the summer solstice, the water is far away and the mountains are far away. The fish dive into the green water, the white crane goes up to the blue sky. The fireworks of ten thousand families are on both sides of the river, and the spring river has a thousand willows. Good versus bad, ugly versus good, quiet versus noisy. The light is against the darkness, and the flowers are against the flowers, and the flowers are against the flowers, and the flowers are against the flowers.

Ping to algae, chrysanthemum to lotus, soybean to barley. The peach branch is to the willow leaf, the crane is to the goose. The serenade, the wind song, the brimming to the Saga. Raise your head to the red sun, look back to the white clouds. Sitting on the ground and traveling 80,000 miles a day, patrolling the sky and looking at a thousand rivers from afar.

Diligence versus laziness, frugality versus extravagance, triviality versus harshness. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The next pen is a thousand words, reading five cars. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.