Bosom of the blue water is broad-minded
years warm hearts
the grey pines welcome cranes with two or three poems
Career of the green mountain is brilliant
a pleasant life
I enjoy hundreds of flowers in leisure garden
Even if there are all kinds of deep feelings
there is no reason for love
who can I drink with full of cups of sad wine?
I have wasted thousands of years of quiet hates
but I have failed to achieve
I have told you with full of Lisao on the paper