流落征南将,曾驱十万师。
罢归无旧业,老去恋明时。
独立三边静,轻生一剑知。
茫茫江汉上,日暮欲何之。
Sad wanderer, once you conquered the South,
Commanding a hundred thousand men;
Today, dismissed and dispossessed,
In your old age you remember glory.
Once, when you stood, three borders were still;
Your dagger was the scale of life.
Now, watching the great rivers, the Jiang and the Han,
On their ways in the evening, where do you go?
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