Author: Liu Yun

A star disappeared last night, and a beam of light rose this morning.

Thousands of waves and thousands of calls.

The south wind inspires people to forge ahead and our people are rich.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, on the banks of the river where the smoke is lit,

Holding "Li Sao", which gown gentleman is sighing?

If your ambition is not rewarded, you will protest directly, but you will be ruthlessly stopped.

The journey is hard and heavy.

The true feelings cast are firm and sad.

The mountain has not fallen, and the sea has not dried up;

In the long exile, there is an unyielding soul;

How can you stop there?

How can you be so ups and downs?

The security of the country and the sufferings of the people always affect the stubborn heart of Zuo Tu's adult.

Treacherous power is in power, and honest and kind pains can only be resorted to pen and ink.

The songs of Chu are long, and the wandering subjects are still there;

Vast territory, no reed mat.

Call for loyalty, offer slanders, and secretly rejoice.

God knows who will solve the case.

In Guluojiang's deep lament, there are thousands of years of tears and wandering.

It's cool in the evening in Qiu Lai, so you can only look at the solitary lamp on the wall.

Hot blood, chilling, full of anger, but nothing to say.

The suffering Chu state abandoned a pillar of governing the country and keeping the country safe.

Willing to kneel down for peace, did you break someone's heart in the cold?

Looking forward to going home year after year, I have ushered in years of sorrow and sadness.

Every year, long hair should be bearded and reflected in the river.

Every year in hopeless exile, waiting for the call of the monarch.

And where is Bole?

Miluo River, you accepted a loyal body.

You have trained a generation of wise ministers,

Your shortness of breath can bear the sorrow of the ancients.

Your broad mind can bear inexplicable grievances.

This ancient legacy will be remembered for generations to come.

This noble character is passed down from generation to generation.

Our life is your blood, and death is your tendon.

We swim in your imagination and are calm in your dreams.

Be your fish and jump the dragon gate.

Miluo River, Miluo River.

Light a wick and burn a piece of paper money.

Give Jiang Tianyi a bottle of wine as a sacrifice.