Mountain rain is misty
spring stream at twilight
should know that water clear to wash dust
Wind and clouds are discernible dimly
reed pipe in the smoke village
don't say tonight empty leaving dreams
The divine dragon rising its head
the good fortune of Yao Sky
the ancient country millennium glows youth
The golden phoenix singing in a loud voice happily
songs fly in Shun Ground
sonorous ambition
tens of thousands of miles journey