The original text of Denggao and its translation are as follows:
in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand. The endless trees rustle the fallen leaves, the Yangtze river is not expected to roll in the Pentium. Sad to Li autumn scenery, the perennial wanderer, life in the disease ridden today alone on the high platform. After going through hardships and bitter hatred, the white hair was full of hair, and the waning of the wine glass cup was suspended.
Translation: The weather is high and the wind is sharp, and the autumn air is chilling, and the apes are very sad; Clear the river shore in vain, gulls and herons fly back at low altitude. Fallen leaves are floating endlessly, and layers are scattered one after another; The endless Yangtze River is surging and rolling. Being a guest in Wan Li, I often wander around; I've been sick all my life, and I'm on my own today. Times are hard and life is hard, and I often hate my temples as white as frost; I'm depressed and depressed, so I'll give up drinking and drinking.