My deceased father is called Baiyong .I was born in January, 340B.C,Having carefully considered my birthday. Nature has endowed me many good qualities. I have also diligently cultivated my moral character. I draped fragrant plants such as chuan-xiong and Dahurian angelica over my shoulder,I made ropes with autumn orchids to hang on my sides.
Time fleets away like an arrow.
I fear it will not wait for me. In the morning I plucked lily magnonia on the hill slope, and in the evening I gathered perennial rank grass on a islet in the river. Days passed away quickly and seasons rotated in succession. I worry about the plants withering away and fear I am growing old. Let us ride fine steeds and gallop away.