Chapter 30 (A Dream of Floating Life)
The haze is hazy, the fallen leaves are red, and the fall is falling.

It rains in the capital, and in the lake, the girl is in a hurry.

In an instant, when he turned his head, he was a wretched scholar.

Zhumen meat, cold wine, floating life is like waking up from a dream.

The gate of the palace is deep, the leaves are thick, and it is not rubbed by wind and rain.

Umbrella in heaven, road in hell, floating life and thinking about the past.

The cold water flows, and the solitary bird stands on its tip.

(End of this chapter)

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