Heroes Rise and Fall

The mighty Yangtze flows ever east, its waves washing away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure, all vanish in an instant. The green hills remain, while the sun sets and rises again and again. White-haired fishermen and woodcutters along the river have grown accustomed to the autumn moon and spring breeze. They happily meet over a jug of rough wine, and all the events of past and present become amusing tales.