Where do you live?
Sharpen a razor at sunset.
Kneel without thunder, towel
Heng Xia cha Tian Jun
I live off the island.
The pattern of ten thousand Zen clearing chaotic spring
The years are still old, Li Baishen.
There is light in the crowd.
Life is a hundred years old.
Dance first, get drunk, indulge and destroy.
Kneeling, the first autumn dew is faint
Constant stones, waves and ripples.
Ying Ge Duqu Raoxian Cup
It's a great blow to Jae Wan.
Years disappear in cold and summer.