A boat is light, and the oars startle the wild geese. The water and sky are clear, and the shadows are deep and the waves are calm. Fishes flip in the algae mirror, and herons dot the misty shore. The sand stream is fast, the frost stream is cold, and the moon stream is bright. The layers are like paintings, and the curves are like screens. Back then, the old Yan Ling was empty. The monarch and his subjects were just a dream, and the ancient and modern names are empty. But the distant mountains are long, and the clouds and mountains are chaotic. .