Rover pine hills, wind and rain in the night, sent Zhang Yin.
　　Lonely sick man sleep pillow book, silent sound silent pines.
　　Intramural portrait of book lights, dedicated the next residual hunger mice.
　　Mengjue Jiafu could hardly sleep, meditation and listening to with two drums.

　　暮天凉雨急霏霏，十二巫峰高复低。
　　醉魂不爱风飘断，只恐行云自湿衣。

　　长说罗浮欲到难，清游今作字民官。
　　分明蓬岛三山色，占得飞云六月寒。
　　宝轴几函青贝叶，玉兰无限碧琅玕。
　　此来更拟询遗事，记与灵踪石上看。

　　灵迹曾传葛稚川，至今丹灶尚依然。
　　谁云碧海三山岛，别是朱明一洞天。
　　龙出玉京成往事，鹤来华表是何年，
　　尘埃勿叹空回首，到得仙山亦有缘。

　　身为俗吏趋行部，手艺名香祝有年。
　　五色雀飞庆荐祉，七星松古自通仙。

　　麻姑峰头黄鹤归，稚川灶上丹霞栖。
　　寒猿啸木山月白，正是仙人朝斗时。
　　壶天景象何灵杳，松门石径茸芳草。
　　落花满院香沈沈，缘似刘郎应解到。

　　Um do not remember too heavy plum spring flower tree debris into the old greenery.
　　Kaiyuan intestine should be off the prime minister, Chu man of soul is still clear.
　　Sparse old house irregular move, the depth of the water wash places horizontal branches.
　　Deep in the cloud is only the owner, get the wind is a third-line January Yin.

　　自从夫子仙山去，闻说山中分外清。
　　半夜洞天松月白，野猿吟和读书声。