This ancient poem was adapted into 600 words.

Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

Once upon a time, the immortal had flown away in a yellow crane.

There is only the empty Yellow Crane Tower left here.

The fairy who drives the yellow crane will never come back,

For thousands of years, only white clouds have been floating in the sky.

Standing on the Yellow Crane Tower overlooking the Hanyang Plain under the clear sky, the trees are lush and crystal clear.

Looking around, on Nautilus Island, vegetation grows very luxuriantly.

In the evening, I am still looking at where my hometown is.

The fog and rough waves on the river are really worrying, but they remind me of homesickness!