走笔送杜十三归京

烟鸿上汉声声远，
The smoke and geese fly high in the sky, their cries fading into the distance.
逸骥寻云步步高。
The spirited horse searches for the clouds, each step taking it higher.
应笑内兄年六十，
How one should laugh at my older brother, who is sixty year

zǒu bǐ sòng dù shí sān guī jīng
走笔送杜十三归京

yān hóng shàng hàn shēng shēng yuǎn, yì jì xún yún bù bù gāo.
烟鸿上汉声声远，逸骥寻云步步高。
yīng xiào nèi xiōng nián liù shí, jùn chéng xián zuò yǎng shuāng máo.
应笑内兄年六十，郡城闲坐养霜毛。