The tourists on the bank pursue picturesque boats. The Spring water lapping
the bank 1 extends to the horizon. Outside the Green Poplar Tower
young women swing out of branches into the clearing. Do not laugh that a
white-haired man wears flowers. The pace of the melody, "The Green Waist",
hastens the passing of the wine jar. There is no place in life like in front of
a wine jar.
A poem written by Ting-jian Huang says, "In the north and the south of the
river, water lashes the sky."