The autumn wind blows slightly, the red leaves are fluttering in the air, the clouds in the high sky are parted, and the lonely swallow is in the sky. For a long time, autumn insects sang sadly in tearful dewdrops. Here, it is worthy of my love: a sword goes through the clouds and across the sky; The clear Pukou water reflects the ships in the distance. A full moon, cold light, and a white scene are really refreshing. The howling of the south building is coming from Qingyuan, so it will be a good time to have a drink under the east fence.