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In the ninth year of Yonghe, at the age of Guichou, at the beginning of late spring, he would attend the Orchid Pavilion in the shade of Kuaiji Mountain to practice water and dance. A group of wise men have arrived, and young men have gathered in Xianji. There are towering mountains, lush forests, and bamboo trees here, as well as clear and turbulent currents, reflecting the scenery on both sides. It is thought that the winding water is flowing with a cup of wine, and it is ranked second. Although there is no flourishing of silk, bamboo, wind, and string, a single cup and a single song are enough to express the love story freely. It's the day, the sky is clear and the breeze is gentle. Facing upwards to the blue sky, we behold the vast immensity of the universe; when bowing our heads towards the ground, we again satisfy ourselves with the diversity of species. Thereby we can refresh our views and let free our souls, with luxuriant satisfaction done to both ears and eyes. How infinite the cheer is! Madame's companionship and admiration for a lifetime. Or take the embrace of others and comprehend the words within a room. Or, due to consignment, let go of nothing. Although there are countless joys and sorrows, there are differences in tranquility and impatience. When they are happy with what they encounter, they temporarily find it in themselves, and quickly become self-sufficient, unaware that old age is approaching. I feel tired and moved with the situation. To be pleased with it, to look up and down, it has become a thing of the past. I cannot help but cherish it, and I will continue to cultivate and adapt to it, and my expectations will come to an end! As the ancients said, death and life are also great. Isn't it painful! Every time we look at the reasons for people's happiness and feelings in the past, if we are in harmony, we will never fail to mourn and mourn in the face of the text, which cannot be expressed in our hearts. Knowing that death and life are illusions, Qi Pengshang is a delusion. Looking at the present in the future, we still look at the past in the present