With Wu country to the east of me and Chu to the south,
Bid me to be resolute here in my cell,
And here by the rail how can I help crying?
...Far away, beside Mount Song,
Petals of spring fly all through the city
Answer, if they ask of me at Loyang:
Having to travel back now from this far place,
ON HEARING JUN THE BUDDHIST MONK FROM SHU PLAY HIS LUTE