Carrying the Knife on Liangzhou

I am a swinger in the country, and I don't know what spring and autumn are. In thirty years, I will see many kings, generals, and prime ministers; in thirty years, I will see many noble families and evil eagles and dogs. I am a guest summoned by the wind and rain, but I don't know how miserable I am in Guizhou. For thirty years the emperor is not allowed to sing triumphant songs, and for thirty years the attendants are not allowed to speak their words. Crossing the four rivers and setting foot on the nine continents, the troops and horses did not stop, and tens of thousands of mountains were passed. Sitting alone in a green boat, the old man punting the boat smiled and asked the general where he was going. I will go to Liangzhou with my sword in hand.