晚來風清清如許，

月染窗花露濃。

寒菊獨起弄芳菁。

有暗香飄迎，

白袖絲絲錦。

葉舞秋風風聲颯，

小樓昨夜升平。

軟香羌管酒令新。

杏花雨意遠，

霛運筆下噙。（松针渐成冰）。

Wind is clear lately,

Windows are dyed silver by the moonlight and cold dews.

Chrysanthemums stand along in chill fragrant trails.

There is secret sweetness floating and lingering in air.

The white sleeves of flowers open up like gorgeous brocades.

Autumn leaves dance with evening wind making sounds of whiz,

The banquet hosted at the house in courtyard last night still ahead and awaits.

The soft fragrance in air and the sound of Qiang flute together contribute the new demands for more wine.

Apricot blossom and warm rain are far to come,

A writer like Ling Yun is hard to imagine such a splendid scene so he puts his brush down.