《伯乐》
白檐落海鸥，
木杆画鹰飞。
人来花落泪，
已是梦乡邻。
“A Good Judge Of Talent”
The traces of seagulls fell on the white eaves,
A picture of an eagle flying is painted on the wooden pole outside the door.
When people come and go, flowers wither away into tears.
Greetings with neighbors in my dream hometown.
“A Good Judge Of Talent”
