Li Po climbed the Flowery Mountain

As far as the Peak of the Fallen Precipice.

Gazing upward, he said:

"From this little space my breath can reach the God Star."

He sighed, regretting his irresolution, and thought:

"Hsieh T'iao alarms people with his poetry.

I can only scratch my head

And beseech the Green Heaven

To regard me."