Pei embankment four months wandering hundred feet north transit station. Everything has changed with the autumn air, a bottle for the cool of the evening talk open. Free of water clouds to shine on the heart, the understory sound of static unsolicited. Mention the terms things for no reason, but to accompany every good weight savings.
Moonlight Pei embankment, I've been roaming the north, the cloud of hundred feet is the crown the tower. Autumn As a result, all things have become depressed scattered, tentatively taking advantage of the evening among the cool waters, drink a toast. The water clouds leisurely mutual Zhao Ying, Lin Zhongquan in the flowing water in the quiet. Why care about the fickle things, as long as every season will have to play with his friends again similar. As a Neo-Confucian works, this poem from the contents, but also because the main express his philosophy of life.