The Jia family is no fraud: their hall is built of white jade, their horses adorned with gold.
Afang Palace stretches three hundred miles, yet cannot house a single Shi from Jinling.
The East Sea lacks a white-jade bed, so the Dragon King comes to invite the Prince of Jinling.
In years of plenty, snow falls in great heaps; pearls are as common as dirt, gold and iron alike.
When falsehood becomes truth, truth too becomes false; where nothing becomes something, something returns to nothing.
Spring dreams scatter with the clouds, while falling blossoms drift along the water.
I leave these words to all you young ones: why go searching for needless sorrow?
Now, let us see how Jia Ning turns the tide.
