Classic Poem

Shu has gone hunting,
in our lanes there're no dwellers.
How could there be no dwellers?
But there're none like Shu,
so handsome and kind!

Shu has gone after game,
in our lanes there're no wine-drinkers.
How could there be no wine-drinkers?
But there're none like Shu,
so handsome and so good!

Shu is off to uplands,
in our lanes there're no horse-drivers.
How could there be no horse-drivers?
But there're none like Shu,
so handsome and brave!