The original poem "Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang":
Qiuju Bashang (Ma Dai)
In the early autumn drizzle on the Ba River, I saw flocks of geese flying south in the evening.
Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night.
The Millennium falls frequently in the empty garden, and only Singles and Yu Ye are neighbors.
I have been lying alone for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country?