Wave on wave the long river eastward1 rolls away;
Gone are all heroes with its spray on spray.
Success of failure, right or wrong, all turn out vain;
only green mountains still remain
To see the setting suns departing ray.
The white-haired fishermen sail on the steams with ease,
Accustomed to the autumn moon and vernal breeze.
A pot of wine in hand, they talk as they please.
How many things before and after
All melt into gossip and laughter!
临江仙
滚滚长江东流水，
浪花淘尽英雄。
是非成败转头空。
青山依然在，
夕阳几度红！
白发渔樵江渚上，
惯看秋月春风。
一壶浊酒喜相逢。
古今多少事，
都付笑谈中！
