I remember that Xi Shi used to wash her silk at this stream when no one wanted her. One day, she was able to serve the emperor. I don’t see her beautiful face flowing away in vain. Lotus flowers bloom in the middle of the river, and a beautiful woman washes her silk at the river mouth. It’s pitiful that she must be a balcony girl. She sits opposite the egret and doesn’t say a word. There is no need to praise the fairy in Taoyuan.