Could I get mansions covering ten thousand miles, I'd house all the poor scholars and make them beam with smiles

My heart is in a world of water and crystal, My clothes are damp in this time of spring rains.

Beneath the light, the river and hills are beautiful, The spring breeze bears the fragrance of flowers and grass. The mud has thawed, and swallows fly around. On the warm sand, mandarin ducks are sleeping.

O, from the ancient days always there have been travelers. So why should I grieve?

A falcon hovers at the edge of the sky.Two gulls drift slowly up the river.Vulnerable while they ride the wind,they coast and glide with ease.Dew is heavy on the grass below,the spider's web is ready.Heaven's ways include the human:among a thousand sorrows, I stand alone.

I see shining fish struggling within tight nets, while I hear orioles singing carefree tunes. Even trivial creatures know the difference between freedom and bondage. Sympathy and compassion should be but natural to the human heart.

Could I get mansions covering ten thousand miles, I'd house all the poor scholars and make them beam with smiles