一会当凌绝顶，一览众山小，登上泰山之巅，俯瞰盛唐的浩劫。睫毛拨开风云，瞳仁洞透千年。万里宫阙夷为泥土，权贵佳人白骨一堆。历史的车轮下荣华被碾成齑粉，独留诗歌的种子，撒播向未来，葳蕤了千年的诗坛。想你挺拔如松，坚韧如竹，峨冠博带，目光深涫。诗，灵魂的甘醴。 Ling Ling will be a top, at a glance small hills, boarded the summit of Mount Tai, overlooking the Holocaust. Eyelash opened the situation, pupil penetration through the years. Marrow Miri Yi for the soil, wealthy lady bones pile. Under the wheel of history, Ronghua was crushed into powder, leaving behind the seeds of poetry, sowing to the future, wandering the millennium poetry. Think of you as tall and straight as pine, tough as bamboo, E-bo, with a deep gaze. Poetry, soul sweet wine.