月にむかって咆哮し、やがて茂みへと消え去る一頭の虎の姿

'When I was human, I should have worried about the starvation of my abandoned wife and children rather than the passion I spent on poetry. This baseness itself is the beast.' As dawn approached, the time for farewell arrived. Li Zheng's roar echoed. When Yuan Can looked back, there was a single tiger roaring at the moon, which soon vanished into the thicket.