Rolling the Yangtze River eastward,
The waves washed away the hero.
Right or wrong, success or failure,
The green hills are still there, and the setting sun is a few degrees red.
Zhu Jiang, a white-haired fisherman,
I am used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine likes to meet,
Many things in ancient and modern times are paid in a joke.
2 "Nian Nujiao". Su Shi in Red Cliff Nostalgia
The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages.
To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.
Rocks go through the air, waves lap the shore and roll up thousands of piles of snow.
Picturesque mountains and rivers, there are many heroes at one time.
Back in Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. She was very beautiful.
Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, in ruins.
Wandering in the old country, I am full of enthusiasm and was born early.
The world is like a dream, and a bottle is full moon.