1. Mulberry leaves are hidden in the village, and reed flowers are reflected in the fishing boat

2. The idea is absurd, and the result is bound to be bad

3. Life can't last forever

4. Residual clouds gather summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze

5. is like a spring gale, come up in the night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees

6. It's like wind and snow.

12. scouts, in the darkness, are passing Quli, where, west of the Hill of Gold, the Tartar chieftain has halted.

13. we can see, from the look-out, the dust and black smoke, where Chinese troops are camping, north of Wheel Tower.

14. our flags now beckon the General farther west, with bugles in the dawn he rouses his Grand Army.

15. drums like a tempest pound on four sides, and the Yin Mountains shake with the shouts of ten thousand.

16. clouds and the war-wind whirl up in a point, over fields where grass-roots will tighten around white bones.

17. in the Dagger River mist, through a biting wind, horseshoes, at the Sand Mouth line, break on icy boulders.

18. our General endures every pain, every hardship, commanded to settle the dust along the border.

19. we have read, in the Green Books, tales of old days, but here we behold a living man, mightier than the dead.

2. Have you seen a horse, a snowy beach, and and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven?

21. this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures and that downward, headlong, follow the wind.

22. in spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump, west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather and o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!.

23. keep your iron armour on all night long, send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons! and while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife.

24. and snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs, freezing a pattern of five-flower coins and your challenge from camp, from an inkstand of ice.

25. has chilled the barbarian chieftain's heart, you will have no more need of an actual battle! and we await the news of victory, here at the western pass!.

26. the pagoda, rising abruptly from earth, reaches to the very Palace of Heaven.

27. climbing, we seem to have left the world behind us, with the steps we look down on hung from space.

28. it overtops a holy land, and can only have been built by toil of the spirit.

29. its four sides darken the bright sun, its seven stories cut the grey clouds.

3. birds fly down beyond our sight, and the rapid wind below our hearing.

31, mountain-ranges, toward the east, running seems to face the east.

32. far green locust-trees line broad roads, Gong Guan He Linglong.

33. colours of autumn, out of the west, enter advancing through the city.

34. and northward there lie, in five graveyards, calm forever under dewy green grass.

35. those who know life's final meaning, which all humankind must learn.

36. henceforth I put my official hat aside, to find the Eternal Way is the only happiness.

37. the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

38. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

39. it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.

4. bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, it's hard to protect your iron clothes.

41, the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.

42. but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.

43. till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.

44. we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.

45. and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.

46. The bridal chamber had a spring breeze last night, remembering the beautiful Xiangjiang River water from afar.

47. When you put a pillow on it, you will travel thousands of miles in the south of the Yangtze River in a spring dream.

48. It's a long way to the east of my hometown, but I don't want to cry.

49, meet immediately without pen and paper, and report peace with your message.

5. I want to go to heaven, and I will see the moon twice when I leave home.

51. I don't know where to stay tonight, and Wan Li in Pingsha is uninhabited.