I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally climbed to this tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
I have heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today I finally boarded Yueyang Tower as I wish. The vast lake separates Wu Chu, and the whole world seems to float in the lake day and night. There is no news of relatives and friends, and there is only one boat to accompany them when they are old and sick. The war in the north of Guanshan has not stopped, and tears are dripping from afar.