The sun shines on the Town of Silk, the Tower
Is steeped in morning glow as strewn with flowers.
By golden windows and embroidered doors,
The pearly curtains hang on silver hooks.
Into green clouds a flight of stairways soars;
The gloom’s dispelled at such sunny outlooks.
The evening rain towards Three Gorges flies;
Around the town wind rivers crystal-clear.
Today I come to feast on this my eyes.
As if I visited Celestial Sphere.