虽今日之茅椽蓬牖，瓦灶绳床，其风晨月夕，阶柳庭花，亦未有妨我之襟怀笔墨者。
Though my home is a thatched cottage with matting windows, earthen stove and rope-bed, this shall not stop me from laying bare my heart. Indeed, the morning breeze, the dew of night, the willows by my steps and the flowers in my courtyard inspire me to wield my brush.
