習習清涼生翠影﹐蕭蕭月夜起幽吟。園中常有千竿植﹐一枕得徬君子眠。

The green shade begets gusts of coolness
And gives out gentle rustling melody in moonlit night
If there always planted a thousand bamboos in the garden
I can pillow my head, sleeping close by the “gentleman”*