岁暮阴阳催短景,天涯霜雪霁寒宵。
五更鼓角声悲壮,三峡星河影动摇。
野哭千家闻战伐,夷歌数处起渔樵。
卧龙跃马终黄土,人事音书漫寂寥。
While winter daylight shortens in the elemental scale
And snow and frost whiten the cold-circling night,
Stark sounds the fifth-watch with a challenge of drum and bugle.
...The stars and the River of Heaven pulse over the three mountains;
I hear women in the distance, wailing after the battle;
I see barbarian fishermen and woodcutters in the dawn.
...Sleeping-Dragon, Plunging-Horse, are no generals now, they are dust --
Hush for a moment, O tumult of the world.
Seven-character-regular-verse
The poet, closely following the title, describes from many angles what he saw, heard and felt while staying at the West Pavilion at night, mentioning the world, the past and the present, which converge into a sad and tragic picture, a true reflection of the suffering of the people, showing the poet’s great heart.
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