An old poem

1, my white hair has accelerated my aging, like a pale beam that ends the old year.

2. At most, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's writing is beautiful.

3. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed.

4, the prime of life is no longer coming, it is difficult to get up in the morning.

5, a few plum blossoms in Jiangnan, people have turned white.

6, what makes people old in the world, half chicken and half horseshoe.

7. Flowers will reopen one day, and people will no longer be young.

8. Justice has only white hair in the world, and the nobles have never let it go.

9. Encourage in time, and time waits for no one.

10, don't be idle, the boy's head is white, empty and sad.

The new pavilion in the city is still unknown, and people all over the country call it Sanhuai.

Song Wufu

My heart only remembers the rooftop, and I can't go back if I want to.

At this time, after Wuliu, you are better than him.

White-haired people are old every year, and green mountains dream every night.

Even if it's none of my business for ten thousand minutes, why not hold the cup in your hand?

Fisherman's Pride —— Faint and dawn in drum painting

Song-Yan Shu

I am sleepy in the drums. Time only makes people old.

Looking for a happy day.

Diao. Immortals are the pride of fishermen.

Green water lasts forever. You have to be young to live.

Don't be afraid to laugh when you are drunk.

Must be channeled. When was everything on earth?