Life's Joys and Sorrows, All Subject to Fate
Life's reunions and separations, all are subject to fate!
Once inscribed my name at Ridgehead, flying clouds and flowing water came without trust
The Emperor holds a new axe and hammer, fragrant sandalwood transplanted brings its own scent
After many years of decline, I cultivated orchids in my courtyard. Lingering feelings lingered in the cold moonlight
Spring's countenance blushed, a faint crimson, like blossoming orchids. With the loss of the kingdom, the palace ruins
The magpie adds another year, the sunlight shines on the red wax buds, fragrant
Grateful to meet you, fleeting reunion like clouds dissolving, fresh and pure as unrooted flowers
I've always wondered why I've never dreamt of elaborate makeup and misty clouds
When the little kingfisher flies, how can one shield one's writing? Like the vast landscapes in the works of Cao Zhi
In autumn, I do not sweep the courtyard, carrying a cane, the breeze is quiet and desolate
Always thinking of you returning, cool in the jar, like a clear autumn evening
(Chicken soup, three farming, positive energy, beautiful writing)
Reflect on our lives, savoring the myriad aspects of human experience
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Life's reunions and separations, all are subject to fate!
