Following the Rhymes, Answering Song Jipgwang the Junior Minister's (少卿) Poem on Drinking with Jo the Chancellor at a Recluse's Grove and Spring North of the City依韻。和宋少卿緝光陪趙相國。飮城北幽人林泉。
瀟洒幽人居。一穗泉派落。貪搜地仙慳。靜脫天械縛。丞相日來遊。畫屛軒騎錯。俛仰思天台。聞昔晉孫綽。何如名敎中。亦有山水樂。不待洗耳潁。似出化衣洛。樂哉池上遊。萬事渾忘却。唯有梢頭鶯。一聲破寂寞。謝妓花長春。孔樽海不涸。宋公第一人。逸想霞飄泊。閑弄麒麟筆。快送鸕鶿杓。妙語出自然。天質謝彤雘。落日醉如泥。淸風卷珠箔。豈比蓋寬饒。但導毋多酌。起舞爲公壽。願公壽如鶴。平生憂國深。是日獨歡謔。
At the refreshing house of a recluse a thread of spring water falls like a single ear of grain. Coveting what the earth's immortals treasure, we seek it out, and quietly slip the bonds of Heaven's pillory. The Chancellor comes day after day to roam, and carriages and horses mingle at the painted screen. Looking down and looking up, I think of Mount Tiantai, and recall Sun Chuo (孫綽) of Jin long ago. How is it that even amid the Teaching of Names (名敎) there is also the joy of mountains and waters? Without waiting to wash the ears in the Ying River (潁水), it is as if we had left Luoyang, where robes take its stain. Joyful, this roaming above the pond — all affairs are wholly forgotten. Only the oriole at the branch's tip breaks the stillness with a single note. The Xie family's singing girls are flowers in perpetual spring, and the Kong family's wine jar, like the sea, does not run dry. Lord Song is a man of the first rank, his surpassing thoughts streaming like sunset haze. At leisure he plies the unicorn brush, and briskly sends round the cormorant ladle. Subtle words come out of nature itself, and the inborn substance declines red lacquer. At the setting sun we are drunk as mud, and a clear wind rolls up the beaded blind. How should he be likened to Ge Kuanrao (蓋寬饒)? He only urges that we not pour too much. Rising to dance, I wish the Lord long life, and hope the Lord lives long as a crane. All his life his care for the state has been deep; on this one day alone he laughs for pleasure.