1. The Night spent on the top of the temple of Fragrant Rocks the Rain stops and the mountain is Quiet, i explore in the Depths of Hills. White clouds Integrated with clear Water, the Green Mountain has just been cleaned by Dew Birds are resting under the Roof lying by the steam. I listen to their pelightful chrips. " Above the empty Green Mountain the Moon is standing alone in the Sky.
2. Beautiful scene always Disappears easily. No matter in Spring or in Atumn. Since red leaves fall Down in the Twinkling of an eye, let me paint and Preserve the beauties.
3. Tell the Red leaves about my Secret and let it take it to the Moon for me. Sitting here sighting for Atumn the sadness is coming out of nowhere.
4. The Freezing cold wind is going through the clothes. The Plain white Plums are blossoming in the Snow. Vague Fragrance as the kindes Messenger Guiding the Admirers to the extreme Beauty Hidden in the Snow.