Kanai wash cold dew, under the Indus leaf.
　　Dixian wanderer, anything Weng Huafa poetry.
　　Xiaoxiao a black hat, sitting on the springs Whitehead, ask the first correction pine.
　　Crane returned alone later, the sound of the Bi Xiao.
　　Fairy house, leaving Jade Festival, in Golden marmo_set_.
　　Qiannan one, thousands of brave troops control Diaogong.
　　Laugh off Bihe reflection, with a new song taken from the singing, words full of autumn.
　　Jian Pei eight thousand a few, long into the Daming Palace.