The jade in Kunshan is broken and the phoenix is called, and the lotus is weeping and the fragrant orchid is laughing. It is translated into a beautiful prose of about 200 words.

Very awkward, sometimes all the strings are screaming, noisy, like landslides, difficult to distinguish; Sometimes a string sounds alone, just like a phoenix chirping, shaking trees, very sonorous. Like the plum rain in Kunlun, the voice is crisp, like the passionate and loud voice of the phoenix; Like hibiscus sobbing in dew, like orchids blooming in the wind, laughing softly. The cold air in front of the twelve gates of Chang 'an was completely melted by the crickets.

Twenty-three strings were strung high and tapped lightly, and the heartstrings of the gods were also attracted by music. High-pitched music soared into the sky, shaking the canopy of Nu Wa's alchemy. It's like the sky was broken by a shocking stone, which led to the sound of autumn rain all over the sky.