Lost years

Make light of righteousness

Trail and trail

be full of twists and turns

Stand up and wait

the palace of red jade beside the gates of gold

good song-and-dance performance

cut a contemptible figure

Abandon short and long

cast aside one's breastplate and throw away one's arms

All the persons of virtue arrived.

Age after age

ask the way from a blind man

One's true feelings find expression in one's words.

Stealing flowers and stealing flowers

carry all before one

a spent bullet

One's sidelong glance has the moist gleam of the autumnal waves

enrich the country and increase its military force

agree with somebody everything(be all obedience and docility)