Dongting Lake, Qingcao Lake,
Calm; no winds blow.
Thirty thousand acres shimmer with a jade glow,
Carrying my leaflike boat.
The pure moon shines upon it,
The Milky Way casts a shadow.
It is clear and bright inside and out.
With joy, my mind understands,
But this wondrous place is difficult to speak of.
I should remember my years in seas of Linghai,
Illuminating myself with solitary light,
My organs like snow and ice.
Hair sparse, clothing thin and cold;
Steadily my boat proceeds
between the vast sky and the water.
The Xijiang overflows─
Lean on the Big Dipper.
All things are my guests.
Tying the ship off, I laugh, what night is it tonight?