The Book of Songs (6)

Jiang Shang: I sell rice in the street. On the stall, my pity, my dusk, my closed eyes. In the afternoon, my rice was still not sold at all. My environment, divination. I also went to divination. In addition to divination, my destiny, Oracle Bone Inscriptions in my turtle shell land. As a person who thinks of rain, I am trapped. I just left home and went to the market to buy rice. After a whole day, my rice has not been sold. So, I sat on the ground and practiced my Zhouyi. I know this is not the time for me to be in Jiang Shang. I am very talented. I am rich all over the world. I am an expert outside the palace gate. I gave my country a place. I am rich in the vast land of the four fields. So, I look haggard. I sit by the Weihe River. I hung a hook. I sat by the river waiting for Zhou Wenwang. My days are like snow.

Zhou Wenwang: I'm waiting. I'm so proud. My days can't wait any longer.

Jiang Shang's wife: What are you waiting for? What reputation are you waiting for? Jiang Ziya, my wife, you can't even sell a little rice, how can you talk about the land above your head? Now, my people are trying to find a way to crusade. But does this have anything to do with you? It has nothing to do with this. My son Ya, the girl of my dreams, wake up and buy some food! Don't wander outside the palace gate from top to bottom. All this has nothing to do with you. Go buy rice!

Jiang Shang: My wife, what are you waiting for? The man I am waiting for is King Wen! You don't know. You don't understand. I'm Jiang Shang Lao Ye. However, I, Jiang Shang, have never achieved anything in my life. At this time, my time has come. My opportunity, my time, the world of thousands of feet outside my palace, and my destiny are destined to be connected with Zhou. My time has finally arrived.

Zhou Wenwang: I'm shouting, helper of my fate! You are like Jiang Ziya on the canvas. Yes, in the past, outside the 60-year-old palace gate, my king Ji Chang, I was once imprisoned in prison. Now, my time has finally arrived, and the person I am waiting for has appeared. I walk on the Weihe River. The person I am looking for has appeared.

Jiang Shang's wife: The soul is gone, my wife. You seem to have lost your soul. What kind of good opportunities are there? Where will there be an opportunity for you in Jiang Ziya? My son's teeth, I'd better buy your rice.

Jiang Shang: My wife, my door, the world outside. I believe I am a late bloomer. I've been waiting for King Wen by the Wei River for thirty years. I have come a long way in these thirty years. I tried to learn the art of war. Besides the art of war, I also study Zhouyi. I have been waiting for Zhouyi for sixty years. The world trend is so mighty. My wife, my great destiny, my destiny has been established. My hero is usually generous. My stubborn world. I finally poked my head out I saw a celestial symbol. I saw the Book of Hutuluo fall out of the water again. Really, I have seen the unification of heaven and earth. The original title, the power of Yuan Zhen, the attempt to fly away, my heroic bearing, and my fate of heaven and earth have begun to appear. My ballads and buying rice in my market are temporary calculations. My achievements, my fiery confession, successive lands in the Middle Ages, a mighty look back, my calculation, my rain, my pace, came out sharply, whispering, scattered peach blossoms, my smallest death, and now I have rushed out of Joo Won? and arrived at Weihe River, waiting for the signs.

Zhou Wenwang: I went to Weishui and Joo Won?. Where is the tallest waiting for fishing?

Jiang Shang: I am shy in Wang Wen's pocket. I, Wang Wen's debating machine, have solved your talent. There are so many fates. Huge snow filled the heavens and the earth. My watch, my amulet, the symbol of my zenith, my soul of the four seas, and the unified truth have suppressed the majestic tripod. The cauldron of fate has fallen out of Luohe. How should such a tripod return to yuan? The general tripod is actually a boundless color that has passed through the ages. Now, I will do it.

Jiang Shang's wife: Did Sang Ma's daughter cry poor? Do you still have my glutinous rice? Does Weishui have a hair dryer? Are there any geometric disturbances? The snow on the ground has melted. Besides me, in the Jianghu, Jiang Shang, are there any waves that belong to you? Life is twelve, my Jiang Ziya. Your beard has turned white. Buy your rice, what are you thinking, what kind of fate are you thinking? Smoke like crazy! Go cook! Land that is becoming barren!

Zhou Wenwang: My great world is in Yuxi. My symbol, the magic of heaven, a holy book and a pair of heaven and earth for me. Today, the sky will be spectacular. I came to Weishui, waiting for my man, Jiang Shang. Jiang Shang, get up!

Jiang Shang: King Wen, King Wen on the straw mat! I've already met you. Oh, you're wearing sandals by mistake. You are walking on a high slope. My king Wen stimulated heaven and earth. I'm finally covered with frost. A temporary teacher, a temporary king, a trace, my king Wen, finally boarded the high platform. On the high platform, it is raining, and the banana leaves are still blowing.

Jiang Shang: The mysterious moment has finally appeared. A temporary wind finally blew. At that time, heaven and earth finally opened. In my time, on the platform of Joo Won?, I went to the lowest place in the world with the wind. My sadness, my stubbornness, my excitement and my glutinous rice children all came to this place and saw the unity of heaven and earth. From the highest point to the highest point, my sword and attack knife are as high as the sun and mysterious as the moon. Yes, my time in Jiang Shang has finally arrived.

Jiang Shang's wife: Now, go to your mother! My Jiang Ziya, charming words are gone, and my son's teeth are still here. Your rice. Your brown rice. If you can't sell rice, you don't have to come back. My son's teeth are on the market, and our rice is white. Also, our lobster has grown up. Next time, tomorrow, you can sell shrimp on the street! I feel embarrassed. You, my son, don't be a fool!

Zhou Wenwang: Romance here, my Jiang Shang, a sword, a hidden world. And I, nine ways are one, heaven and earth are one, and everything is one. Really, everything is sitting on the Weihe River. I'm sitting on weishui, too. You, my Jiang Shang, are above everything, and you have a sacred palace. In the sky, in Wei Zi Palace, the astronomical phenomena were torn up. Listen, heaven and earth are crying!