The second rhyme was sent to Song Dynasty by Churi Jian. Su Shi and Bo Huan drove me to the west, and they did not regret leaving me far away.

I am worried that I will be far away, and I have no time to worry about the passing years.

Although there is wine for strong pleasure, drinking cold drinks is not a feast.

The only dish cooked in Qin Dynasty is Yang Geng, while the Long delicacy is made with bear wax.

Thinking of it as a child's age has become a thing of the past.

How can we pursue the past now? Suddenly it was as if the arrow had been released.

Feeling sad that things have changed, the gain is not worth the loss.

The soldiers of the government came to drive away the Nuo, and they were so handsome that they frightened the visitors from far away.

When you are worried, there will be no demons who will bother you.

Cold plums and frozen apricots, the young calyx looks like wheat at first.

Climbing a bar is melancholy, when will the jade pistil break?

Don't worry about the beauty of spring and the late night, see and abandon the summer core.

Live a happy life and make use of your reputation.

Hu Weidu had many feelings and was self-burning without any ointment.

The poem is broad in its suffering, but its meaning is far away.

Yiyi saw his face and suspected that he was close at hand.

Although my brother is now a minor official, he is fortunate to serve as his assistant.

The North Pond is dug near and has green water in it.

Drinking fine wine by the pond will make you spend forever.

But I'm afraid that if my poetry is weak, I will be in trouble if I fight for my health.

It took ten days for the poem to be completed, but it was thousands of miles apart.

Sending an article in January is nothing to worry about.

The second rhyme comes from planting vegetables that have been dry for a long time. In the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's New Year bamboo shoots sprouted under the stairs, and the frost raked down the old poppies in the kitchen.

At that time, he went around the wheat fields looking for wild shepherds, and forced him to cook mountain soup for the monks.

There is no need to sigh when there is no rain in the garden. The body is incompatible with the times and has to be abandoned for farming.