城阙生云烟。
王猷升八表，
He is discerning as to what he's seen. He gets dead drunk so as to hide his wit
嗟行方暮年。
阴风振凉野，
And writes his poems to mock at the unfit. He heaves deep sighs to seek his bosom friend
飞云脊穷天。
临途未及引，
And also acts against the current trend. He does not comment on the present day,
置酒惨无言。
But cries aloud to vent profound dismay.