时君过听委平衡，粉署华灯到晓明。开卷固难窥浩汗，
　　执衡空欲慕公平。机云笔舌临文健，沈宋章篇发咏清。
　　自笑观光辉（下阙）

　　A dish of dozens of cracked root mat, dish still more red scales.
　　If I had known how hard word, repent learn the rule of silver.