I have just drunk the waters of Changsha And come to eat the fish of Wuchang.
Now I am swimming across the great Yangtze, Looking forward to the open sky of Chu.
Let the wind blow and waves beat,
Better far than idly strolling in a courtyard.
Today I am at ease.
"It was by a stream that the Master said-'Thus do things flow away!'"
Sail move with the wind,Tortoise and Snake are still, Great plan are afoot.
A bridge will fly to span the north and south,
Turning a deep chasm into a thoughfare;Walls of stone will stand upstream to the west to hold back Wushan's clouds and rain,
Till a smooth lake rises in the narrow gorges.
The mountain goddess if she is still there Will marvel at a world so changed.