POETIC THOUGHTS ON ANCIENT SITES IV
The ruler of Shu had his eyes on Wu and progressed as far as the Three Gorges.
In the year of his demise， too， he was in the Palace of Eternal Peace.
The blue-green banners can be imagined on the empty mountain，
The jade palace is a void in the deserted temple.
In the pines of the ancient shrine aquatic cranes nest；
At summer and winter festivals the comers are village elders.
The Martial Marquis's memorial shrine is ever nearby；
In union， sovereign and minister share the sacrifices together.