He is known for one poem, written on the wall of an inn in
临安, today's Hangzhou. It ends
暖风熏得游人醉，
直把杭州作汴州, 'the warm breeze makes the pleasure-seekers drunk, till they take Hangzhou for Bianzhou': the court partied in its temporary capital as if
汴州, today's
开封, had never been lost to the Jin.
