C2193 The Wild Hope of Central State(part Ii)

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds, the white light of the day, the north wind, goose snow.

Don't worry about not knowing your friend before you, who in the world doesn't know their lord.

When Chu Yang left for the Central Region, he did not have many worries about leaving. The Holy Son Qin Yin slowly recited a poem like this.

This poem naturally came from the hands of Chu Yang