Literature Reference: With colorful brushes in the imperial court, and scholarly robes approaching the stone canal. Exploring the profound meanings of ancient classics, observing the principles of creation. Narrating the wisdom of Confucius, mastering the classics like Han Zhongshu. The bright window is adorned with silken sashes, the solemn ground near the crimson steps. In the leisure of composing poetry on a clear day, beginning the composition of odes in high autumn. The dew basin towers into the Han sky, the palace willows sparse with crows. Quietly facing the Cloud-Linking Pavilion, hearing the passing of carriage wheels in the clear weather. Old colleagues have departed, what will the late years bring? Looking at the return path from the sea ridge, dreaming of the straight hut in the river city. Holding the brush, thinking of the two phoenixes, gazing afar, sending letters to the twin fish. Certainly laughing at the clumsiness of the Ba songs, yet still appreciating the beauty of the 'Li Qu'. Source from 'Feng He Zhong Shu Chang She Ren Wan Qiu Ji Xian Yuan Ji Shi Ji Xu Xue Er Shi Yu'.