But if we understand the truth of these poets 'situation, it is not hard to imagine desolate literati sitting alone through cold winter's nights, trying to raise their spirits by "concentrating on the Taoists' yellow."
苟得其情，想見落寞文人寒夜獨對「精神凝著道家黃」，他們的爛醉與失眠，怕也與出世、入世之間的百般難處，不無關連罷。