"Blue-Robed in the Mortal World, Defying Kings and Lords" - Prefatory Lyric: Late Steps upon the Waves

A sea of clouds embraced Gaotang,

Mist at her temples, wind in her tresses,

Her adornment faintly discerned.

Her immortal robes unfurled, revealing cloud and haze,

Only then did her slender, graceful waist come into view.

A pillow held the lingering fragrance of a dream,

Cloud shadows filled half a sail,

Rivers and mountains stretched without end.

How often had I leaned upon the railing, listening to the frost-chilled flute,

In the Moon Palace, cold dew settled on fragrant silk.

...Guan Pingchao.