Deepening painting Mountains, OK For times, the wind still held Po.
　　The sky is getting away, Shuiyun early static, tuo floor one language.
　　Moonlight shimmering look uncertain, Yu Hong Jin Lin lying dance.
　　Count five lakes, tonight only boat, chasing through the ages.
　　Huai past, fishing Qiao companion.
　　Who were drunk, Songjiang Example.
　　Count this year is still a cup of Cangpu.
　　This element is off the universe itself, not to Changwang home sort of.
　　But the Mid-Autumn, season well Mountains, all my land.