The river Wei of itself encircled Ch'in's frontiers with its bends
The Yellow Mountains of old surrounded Han's palace with their slopes
The imperial carriage passes far out from the willows at the Immortals' Gate
From the high portico He looks back at the flowers in His park
In the clouds the Imperial City and the Pavilion of the Twin Phoenixes
In the rain the spring trees and the habitations of His subjects－
He uses the positive elements to rule as the time requires
He does not make this Progress because He values the beauty of things.