ancient style poetry Cave tour day, there are booths officials begging poem, both for the remaining three quatrains in the holes of the walls, the state tomorrow to the Gap, but also to the officials, meaning if not enough, this poem teach Naifu 游洞之日，有亭吏乞诗，既为留三绝句於洞之石壁，明日至峡州，吏又至，意若未足，乃复以此诗授之
A path Raoshan Tsui, Ying Yu go like a snake. Suddenly scared stream anxious to fight to see Portal Yeah. Sliding shelf and fall climbing vine, flying bridge ancient raft ride. Three North Fei Ying blowing a hole to the West Ramp. Sigh smoke old memorial days ya. Tang Xi yet to come, the ancient customs of this home. No snow cave warm. Rich Hill deep deer boar. Meet clothes make the grass, sitting ring should dress the hair bun. Sudden black stove by rock, bottle jar lying on the stone. Prehistoric no biography, imagine Xi Wa. On this matter there, left a trace I sigh alone. Shan Weng advised to stay sentence, strong teeth to write Cha.