Going Up Yoyang Tower

We climbed Yoyang Tower with 　　all the scene around coming 　　into vision； looking up the 　　Great River seeing boats turn 　　and enter the Tungting Lake； geese 　　crying farewell to the river 　　as they flew south； evening falling 　　as if mountain tops upt up the moon 　　with their lips； and we in the Yoyang 　　Tower as if with heads amongst 　　the cloud， drinking wine as if the cups 　　came from heaven itself； then 　　having drunk our fill there blew 　　a cold wind filling out our 　　sleeves， it seeming as though 　　we were dancing in time with it.