English: Cold Dew Festival Fu
It is the feeling of the north wind cutting grass, and the fire is still surging. Looking back at the mountains, the peaks are quiet, the streams under the bridge are slowly flowing, and the joy and pride are surging. I want Lapras to reach the four seas and sail the three rivers. Persimmon red is seen in the wild, and yellow leaves are seen in Xinjiang. It's a pity to be a gentleman, not to compete with color, but to be sparse with leaf music. Taste the rhyme of water to soothe the kidney, and listen to the sound of wood to strengthen the liver. In this section, we should eat sweet spleen and stomach, remove dryness and increase acidity, moisten the lungs and intestines with five whites, cook porridge for health, nourish yin and prolong life, and protect our health.
If the husband is ambitious, although the dead branches look in the mirror and the fog covers the mountains, he can finally get rid of the layers of fog through perseverance. Let go of gains and losses, experience success or failure, snow peach in summer and autumn, hidden gold in abdomen, and sweet in winter. Haze becomes the softness of new life, and fruits and vegetables become the desolation on the other side. Indus drizzle, sound a little, tree painting; Return to the crane with the floating clouds, ethereal fluttering, painting frost on the flowers.
What is the will of the heart? Tea is similar to wine, tea is secluded, and wine is a reclusive knight. Drinking with Tang poetry, the music is beautiful and charming, and the songs are given to pavilions; Accompanied by the tea-making in the Song Dynasty, the night lights were full of brilliance, and the Yao color was dazzling. Playing the piano, whistling, enjoying bamboo bones, watching hibiscus, listening to drums, dreaming of Jin Ge Tiema; Holding the lamp by the railing, leaning against the dangerous building, I want to say that I am still resting, enjoying "Biluochun" and spending a long time studying. Wandering on the steps and sighing for it, I know that youth is not as deep as years, and tired birds are homesick!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! The cold dew is cool, enjoying the chastity of the four seasons, and the autumn soil is prosperous, which is better than the light of early spring. Everything has meaning, which is a collection of virtue and happiness; The road is paved and feelings are rising. Ah! The first snow in the north is obvious, and the South Garden is the Seven Sides of Gui Lan; The sky is full of colorful, colorful chapters are quietly collected!