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Yan Di, I am your distant descendant, Boyong-the glorious name of my ancestors. I came down from the sky in the first month of that year when the old star was in the shade. Dear ancestors, guess carefully the time and crying when I first came to earth and give me a corresponding reputation through divination. Give me the name is regular, give me the nickname is Ling Jun. God not only gave me so much inner beauty, but also paid attention to cultivating my own character. I am covered with fragrant Li Jiang and angelica dahurica; Qiu Lan was tied into his scarf. Time flies, I'm afraid I can't catch this fleeting time, let the years shape my beautiful heart. In the morning, I bathed in the morning light to pull up the magnolia on the slope. In the evening, I carry the sunset on my back and pick Miscanthus on the shore of the mainland to moisten my body. The sun and the moon overlap constantly, and spring and autumn alternate endlessly. I'm afraid of beauty at the thought of yellow leaves falling on the tree and a little frost on your head! Why, why not hire the sages in their prime and abandon the filthy little people? Why, why not change the outdated laws? Drive the dragon horse and rush forward quickly! Come on! I will be your guide. Walking on the road to happiness and light. I think at the beginning, the virtues of my three generations of predecessors were so perfect and pure that clumps of grass and flowers surrounded them. At that time, pepper and osmanthus trees were layered, where was the fragrant grass angelica dahurica? Oh! How aboveboard Tang Yao and Yu Shun are. They follow the right path and move towards a bright future. How crazy Xia Jie and Shangzhou are. They just wanted to take shortcuts and paths, and as a result, they got into trouble. Those partisans were so sneaky that they walked into a dead end step by step without reflection. Am I worried that I will encounter disaster? No, I'm worried that the wheels of Chu will overturn! In desperation, I ran around for the revival of the dynasty, hoping to follow in the footsteps of the next Ming king. Your majesty, you can't observe my heart, but you listen to gossip and are furious with me. I know that telling the truth will cause trouble, but how can I look at my motherland and sink my theory! I dare to point to heaven and make it my symbol. I am completely loyal to you! Before, you and I made a promise, but later, you had other plans and forgot the past. I'm not embarrassed to say goodbye to you. Sadly, you are so dishonest! I once planted a large area of Chunlan and a hundred acres of Qiu Hui. I also planted peony and mustard in pieces, and interplanted horseshoe incense and angelica dahurica. I really hope they can be covered by green leaves and towering branches, and then they can be harvested and collected. Even if the flowers wither, what's the sadness? The saddest thing is that many herbs have undergone qualitative changes. Those partisans are fighting for greed and power, and they are tirelessly pursuing fame and fortune. Forgive yourself for doubting others, scheming and being jealous of each other. It is really not what I want to pursue in my heart to fight for power and profit as hard as they do. I feel that my old world is coming, and I am only worried that it is not too late to establish a good reputation. In the morning, I suck the dew on the magnolia, and in the evening, I eat the buds on the petals of chrysanthemum. As long as my heart is really beautiful and pure, what's so sad about me being sallow and emaciated for a long time? I tied the roots of Angelica dahurica and Mulan together, and then put on Ficus pumila with dew. I wove vanilla from the twigs of the mushroom laurel, and then twisted a bunch of stamens in the Hu Sheng. I am so pious in imitating ancient sages, and I am not dressed as a common person. I can't share the same interests with today's people, but I would like to bathe in Peng Xian's legacy. References:

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