Think about the lyrics of twenty years like half a life

The world is a big dream. This word is like a dream.

I often racked my brains and got only one or two.

It takes seven or eight to do a lot of work. However, there is fatigue, all from this.

As a common man, I have asked for many things. I woke up one day,

There are very few people who feel that beauty has been embraced, delicious food has been cooked and beautiful scenery has been appreciated.

Shi Zengyan, a ci writer and friend,

The friend hears the twilight and sighs that human life is not long, but the result is not long.

My white hair increased with my fear, so I told him that I should be admonished.

The words of Gai Wen can be admonished, but the mind is hard to fake.

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At the age of 300 days, I often feel lazy and pay for Qin and Zheng.

Who brushes his face near the window, without looking for half a word to write the spring breeze,

It's more difficult to draw with a brush. It's light in lake blue and heavy in ochre,

After several months, I didn't see half a book.

It's cold in the middle of the night,

Bodhi vine, climb up the shack.

See when Huan, return to empty, feeling entangled with common things tired chest.

Six knowledge and eight hardships.

Reading cloud temples, laughing at idle people, pitying me in a hurry,

Even if you look in the mirror, you will know that white hair will increase abruptly.

How many times, wake up also if drunk, mind, dream,

Looking back, twenty years is like half a lifetime.

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At the age of 300 days, I often feel lazy and pay for Qin and Zheng.

Who brushes his face near the window, without looking for half a word to write the spring breeze,

It's more difficult to draw with a brush. It's easier to dip it in lake blue than in ochre,

After several months, I didn't see half a book.

When you light a lonely lamp, you will feel cold at midnight,

Bodhi vine, climb up the shack.

See when Huan, return to empty, feeling entangled with common things tired chest.

Six knowledge and eight hardships.

Reading cloud temples, laughing at idle people, pitying me in a hurry,

Even if you look in the mirror, you will know that white hair will increase abruptly.

How many times, wake up also if drunk, mind, dream,

Looking back, twenty years is like half a lifetime.

My teacher taught me that Fu should be cautious, and I was most afraid that it would end in prophecy,

Write love and hate, which wish to cry?

Look up at the sky, full of paper absurd, do not seek to meet a confidant to understand.

Pick up the yellow leaves, old to this body, small building east.