My elder brother, Cao Mengde, is a peerless hero of his age, a master of both letters and warfare who has conquered the realm and ranks among the greatest warlords in history.
My nephews: Cao Ziwen, a ruler who can preserve what has been built, skilled in both civil and military affairs; Cao Zijian, blessed with literary talent worth eight buckets; Cao Ziwen, known as the yellow-bearded lad of Ye; and Cao Chong, who could weigh an elephant...
In the civil ranks, we have Xun, Cheng, Jia, Guo, and Sima; in the military, we have the Eight Tiger Cavalry of our clan and the Five Elite Generals. My brother holds the Son of Heaven to command the lords. Every battle is won, every siege taken.
With such powerful allies, I could have lived as a spoiled young master, indulging in cockfighting, dog racing, and extravagant pleasures, only occasionally doing what a member of the Cao family ought to do.
Who could have guessed that the place my brother is marching to this time is called Red Cliff?
I have no choice. For Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, and for Diao Chan and Zhen Ji back home, I can only emerge from seclusion.
A thousand years later, Su Shi and a guest drift down the river, and the guest asks, “What place is this?”
He replies, “This is Red Cliff, where Cao Lang of the Three Kingdoms fought. Jagged rocks pierce the sky; raging waves pound the shore, churning up a thousand heaps of snow.”
The landscape is a painting. How many heroes have graced this age!
The falling leaves deeply understand Song Yu's sorrow; his refined elegance is also my teacher. Gazing into the past, I shed a tear; desolation reigns in different eras. The landscape and former residence are now empty of literary embellishments; the desolate terrace amidst clouds and rain is no longer a dream. Most poignant is the complete destruction of the Chu palace; even today, boatmen point to it with doubt.
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Unwarranted self-deprecation, cleverly capturing Chencang, seven captures and seven releases, six expeditions to Qishan, debating with a group of scholars, going to the meeting alone, wanting more after gaining something, carrying a heavy burden to a distant place, three visits to the thatched cottage, first step out of the thatched cottage, a tiger crouching and a dragon coiled, pooling wisdom, devoting oneself to the utmost, quenching thirst by imagining plums, lending a helping hand, handling everything single-handedly
Like a fish in water; thigh muscles regrow; like drinking fine wine; advancing step by step; lowering the flags and ceasing the drums; composing a poem in seven steps; ****; burning down the camps.
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