In the dead of night, everything sleeps. Meteors in the sky remain the same. I sat on a bamboo chair and looked at the dark moon in the sky. It's sadness, and I have a different taste in my heart. When the breeze started, I saw a man standing in front with a feather fan in his hand. A closer look reveals Zhuge Liang. He knows astronomy above, geography below and reads widely, and he only wants to repay Liu Bei's kindness. He set a fire in a new place and let Cao Jun escape. When I went to Wudong, I struggled with Confucianism, and my momentum was extraordinary. Borrow the wind and arrows, and you are too smart to count your own glory. I tried my best and died. I saw him shaking his feather fan and walking slowly towards me, surrounded by a gentle breath. I heard him say slowly, "The moon stars are scarce, why don't you come out and talk?" I sat in court with Zhuge Liang and talked about his past. How much sorrow, how much trouble and how much sigh he has seems to be blaming himself. I quickly comforted him, and when his face improved, my heart relaxed. He approached me and said, "A gentleman can get a confidant and die without regret. It is a great pleasure in life that I have a master as Bole first and you as my confidant." So we became friends. Then he left. I sat in the same place and thought silently. I made a joke on many things, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign. Find it yourself. If it doesn't fit, I'll look again.