Author: Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
Commentary: The Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves are rolling, and the heroes of the ages are gone. On the west side of Laoying, people say it was Zhou Yu's (fighting) Red Cliff in the Three Kingdoms period. The steep and uneven rock wall goes straight into the sky, and the big waves beat against the river bank, stirring up piles of snow-white spray. As picturesque as the mountains and rivers, how many heroes gathered in that era.
Looking back at Zhou Yu, Xiao Qiao just married him. He is young, promising, powerful and brave. Feather fan in hand and black silk scarf, the battleship of nemesis was burned to ashes in laughter. (at this moment), (I) miss the old things in the Three Kingdoms, and I should laugh at my sentimentality, because my hair has turned white. Life is like a dream. I'd better pour a glass of wine in memory of the bright moon on the river!