Long sorrow is ten thousands of metre
not even a blade of grass grows
what a worry!
Three thousand avenue
The black hairs hard to be cut off
how to get it?
Orderly back and forth
feeling still at ease
it's weird
Advance and retreat in good order
the flags and drums are quite similar
what if?
Note: first and third sentences by Popochangkong.
Second and fourth sentences by Luo Zhihai.