#PI play people for suckers how many are left

pi is like morning dew, just a little can be obtained
Generosity is met with generosity, and the worries are hard to forget.
How to relieve worries, only by shouldering it alone.
Green is your collar, and my heart is at ease.
But for your sake, four years have passed to this day.
The deer calls, eating the wild apples.
There are no distinguished guests, playing the zither and blowing the sheng.
Only the wolves howl, ready to bite at any time.
Worries arise from within and cannot be cut off.
Crossing unfamiliar paths, we still rely on each other.
Parting thoughts, remembering old kindnesses
The moon is bright and the stars are few, the black magpies fly south.
Three turns around the tree, which branch can I rely on?
The mountains do not tire of being high, and the sea does not tire of being deep.
Duke Zhou fed his guests, and the world returned to him.