In front of Hua-yang cave, autumns pass like sleet;
inside Hua-yang cave, time goes by like lightning.
I heard of this place, deeper and deeper among the cold clouds,
and the single opening, thin as a string, in the stone cliff.
When I arrived, I gave a great shout—
and the cliff opened wide!
A green-eyed immortal appeared to me at night.
I stayed there three days without stepping out,
and we swallowed ten million peach blossom petals!