Song of Jiangcheng: Hunting at Mizhou

Let an old man show a young man's wildness for once: on the left hand leading a yellow hound, on the right bearing a gray falcon; a brocade hat and a sable coat, and a thousand riders sweeping over the flat ridge. To repay the whole city that follows its governor, let me myself shoot the tiger, and show you a Sun Quan.

Wine warms me, and heart and gall open wide; a little frost upon my temples — what of it? Holding the tally at Yunzhong, when will Feng Tang be sent to me? I will draw the carved bow to a full round moon, and gazing northwest, shoot at the Wolf of Heaven.