This poem was originally written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem is as follows: The grass on the plain withers and thrives once a year. The wildfire never ends, and the spring breeze blows, it grows again. The far-off fragrance encroaches on the ancient road, the clear green connecting the deserted city. And send the king's grandson away, full of parting feelings. I have a jug of wine enough to soothe the wind and dust. Drunk, I light a lamp and watch my sword dream back, blowing its horn and connecting the camp.