ON SUMMIT TOWER IN 1135
绍兴乙卯登绝顶小亭
Who in the cloud-veiled tower speaks
缥缈危亭，
And laughs alone over a thousand peaks?
笑谈独在千峰上。
Who would enjoy with me
与谁同赏，
The misty waves rolling for miles and miles I see?
万里横烟浪？
Now old I grow,
老去情怀，
Could I regain the lost land far below?
犹作天涯想。
In vain I sigh:
空惆怅，
Gallant while young, can I
少年豪放，
Live as decrepit man and die?
莫学衰翁样！