清泚何妨一整巾，苍岩先自怯登临。
　　泛现人物几荣悴，祗有林泉无古今。
　　万个倘容参直节，一泓端欲印无心。
　　苍颜还许交同老，罗隐书堂尚可寻。

　　Ching Tun light-summer, swing Mindrolling Wai Fung.
　　Green drove the rural roads, the Western Hills Cen toe hold.
　　Turn to play with the flow, to be clear of deep shade.
　　Cuckoo continued mourning ring, a good flow of fresh G sound.
　　Side of the tracks not only slim, also rugged embedded rock layer.
　　Shiquan Qing Shu Qiong Yao, pines cited Lin,
　　Involving virtual desert clouds, reminding us of scenes Shao Hu Pro.
　　Water Music name the pavilion, on a sloping Sin Yin.
　　Quan Gan perish the new Ming, Qin Yu-Ching Hong pour.
　　Is not Lo Pan Ji, attractions forgot the appointment.
　　Sun_set_ suddenly in the mountains, the Qing Hao Nan Jin Xing.
　　Mountain Spirit should be about, when heavy Laixun.