If a turkey early puts on a paon’s appearance,
One day it will be ashamed of losing its skin.
The soft will win the hard with the feminine (6),
Life and Tao come and go, merry and sad (7).
The faithful shouldn’t fear all hurdles ahead,
When Lord Mercy will guide your souls.
Clasp incenses before Bhudda and kowtow,
For salvaging the world from disaster.
I remember the childhood I owed to the carer,
Thanks to whom I have become a grown-up.
As for purity and impurity in social hiccups,
Through practice, my name resounds all over.
But I must worry about society in disorder,
King-noble and father-son ties are loose.
Exhortation is an exhausting work to do,
Yet, I never utter a single complaint.
Give up on the character of disdain,
Benign children should go on a straight line.
Though, through harships, I, the Master, glide,
Yet, I feel happy to raise my spirit of bravery.
The man’s value equals a real loyalty,
The qualities of a socially responsible man.
The lot of a practicer is tied up with a vegan,
Provided hopeful peace covers four seas.
A good bell’s sound is worth a thousand verses,
I appeal for learning sutras and practicing.
Starting out on my mission, I have sworn in,
As a leader, I declare my firm commitment.
Only if your mental emptiness is permanent,
Repent for your old errors while in society.
Live up to your expectation of being manly,
Lead the intrepid life of a beard and mustache.
By nature, you are proud of your flair,
With a divine brush and ink, I write.
Lest the worldly should not be in time,
I urge you to be sturdy plowing.
Like Jiang ZiYa (7) used to pluck strings,
I care about life so much that I forget my body.
Daily I expect the Cloud and Dragon Assembly (8),
About my being pale, I don’t mind.
Wherever I go, I help those who aspire,
But, so many come to me that I hardly cope.
All day long, I am busy non-stop,
At writing to give people moral lessons.
I don’t know when boys and girls awaken,
When the young and old grasp Buddhism.
Follow the strong wind to voice epic rhythms,
Sing the course of events in disorder.
A party starts with a string of firecrackers,
All over streets, thick smokes and shreds toss.
Today’s world is like a reinless horse,
Which can’t easily stop galloping.
The sea surface is choppy and diving,
Birds fly and fish vie racing for preys.
Tides flock with ebullient waves,
The globe once makes a new phase.
I am a practicer with short knowledge,
Looking up the world, make a comment.
I don’t contrive a discouragement,
But wish to awaken the ignorant.
I wish sentient livings learn from the savant,
And to train in goodness and compassion.
Day and night, hastily practice meditation,
For people’s sake, I exhort in any possible way.
But my work is like a low sale in midday,
Grand sales do not attract enough buyers.
Chasing new styles, there’re contenders,
Who yet pretend being knowledgeable.
If you’re lowly as well as incapable,
Why not look for medicine to strengthen.
But to seek after the Chin King’s pattern,
To bury alive the Confucian talented.
But I must be tolerant and foresighted,
Being good either at strategies or tactics.
Owing to a predestinated logistics,
This humble can achieve his grand aims.
As my lips move, I’ve uttered elegant poems,
With a godly brush, I’ve written good proses.
Nothing can change the Saints’ souls,
Who focus on cultivating precious trees.
Now I face the situation like Nhạc-Nghị (9) ’s,
For mass peace, I planned with my Master.
With his loyalty and filial piety that glitter,
Mr. Ban Cu (10) ’s mother engraved it on his back.
I make a rough comment to remind the mass,
So they may wait for a supernatural event.
For the world to escape from their torment,
I now urge the Gou (11) soldiers (12) to remember.
Not until Buddhas and Fairies are governors,
Peace will spread across all the nations.
The states make a submissive declaration,
Worldwide peoples will enjoy prosperity.
Follow ancients' steps and you’ll be timely,
With the clouds radiating with five colors.
To the Orient, Buddhas and Saints glide over,
The Southern region (13) will form into strata.
The course of events has now taken a start,
I show my sea-filling and hill-moving talent.
A grey atmosphere embraces the firmament,
The global weather returns to its normal system.