The peaks are green and countable. The cold city is small, and the water lingers (ying) and returns (hui) like "Longshan will meet for nine days"
Tossing and turning in front of my eyes, I miss (English) Hui's "Seal" in my nose.
The Rocky Mountains stand tall and straight, and the river flows backwards. The charge of the light brigade.
Eight winds and smoke are about to open, Gulou Rock is shining in the water (English), "Jingshe Xianju Xi Zuo Wu recalls the best"
a long while