Huainan back two decades, he throws mountains still to the old.
　　Neither the wine off the poor hate debt, waves still pass the old name of Devon.
　　Liu Xiao-day round of thinking outside the hoof, in the flower before spring Jiegu.
　　Now listening bottle Sheng Yun, still in the year pharynx Philharmonic.

　　暑往寒来失世间，有谁十载驻朱颜。
　　骑鲸客去天莲水，跨鹤人归月在山。
　　炉火顿消情慾境，剑金须断利名关。
　　烟莎随分岩前绿，猿马不惊春意閒。