Noisy crows on branches flirting,
cuckoo sorts of jokes is not very nice.
Westerly send a sand drink drunk,
wandering the taste of nostalgia mixed with a little drunk.
Shouma Yaoyao Yu fell on the road,
blame me why does not feed it.
Are you kidding me say that the old man,
hung up for three years, have not the sword scabbard.
Rivers and lakes dream I do not want to do so sloppy,
you should not rush to lose on the road screaming.
You have that straight camel's back,
decorate some of our humble pride.
We had no running water in front of the bridge,
I beg beg for some of the finest stores fodder.
Mark ancient moss tile very dark in color,
to catch up to the pace of the night so that becomes heavier.
I used the remaining few strings of coins,
look for the one decent shop.
A dish of spiced beef,
with a bowl of plain noodles.
Banhu burning knife,
let hearted mood just right.
I'm going to look tired rooms stretch waist,
careful to wear good rusty sword.
Town under the moonlight quiet,
between distant forest I do not know who is blowing the ancient flute.
I smile,
know that the enemy had come.
Dawn of the mountains,
I try to put his sharp sword.
Under the dim candlelight I slept quiet,
dream girl Hongyan River and I teaser.
I heard next door, Wang and her indignant,
ready dowry always been looked down upon her.
Home non-stop neighborhood gossip,
Laughing at her waiting,
and my silly knight-line.
---- from summer to walk the old Chang