Mountains cover the white sun,
　　And oceans drain the golden river;
　　But you widen your view three hundred miles
　　By going up one flight of stairs.

　　Where a yellow river climbs to the white clouds,
　　Near the one city-wall among ten-thousand-foot mountains,
　　A Tartar under the willows is lamenting on his flute
　　That spring never blows to him through the Jade Pass

　　黄砂直上白云间，一片孤城万仞山。
　　羌笛何须怨杨柳，春光不度玉门关。

　　Yangliu East wind tree, green folder Yuhe. Recently pull down hard, should leave more.

　　Long Beach Spring Green passed, field drains into a stream Zhang.
　　Do listen to the sound of reminders Zhao, Taoxi very shallow boat.

　　Thistle Court dilute the enemy blows, where the climb and return delivery.
　　Fang Ju today temporarily with wine, Peng Ming-off should be made to fly.