Chia, the Scholar, gazes into the West, thinking of the splendour of the Capitol.

Although you have been transferred to the broad reaches of the river Hsiang, you must not sigh in resentment.

The mercy of the Sainted Lord is far greater than that of Han WÊn Ti.

The Princely One had pity, and did not appoint you to the station of the Unending Sands.