"Amid a forest of masts and the sounds of the seal visitors from myriad lands arrive on waves and mist / to a town where the windows have glass of five colors, / Sikh soldiers 'turbans stick out from the crowd / and barbarian officers' commands ring loud each day. / Over the years how the Chinese customs have changed! / The horns and strings aren't playing the same old tune."
稠疊危檣石缸，望洋時聽沼聲淙；十洲煙水人人客，五色玻璃面面窗。街卒裹頭宵突兀，參軍蠻語日喧嚨；年來漸覺華風變，弦管都非舊日腔。