Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure is turned around, and the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times. White-haired fishermen and woodcutters are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet each other, so many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed and talked about. "
Ning Rong stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes were better than the snow, and his clothes were fluttering. He looked at the rolling Yangtze River in front of him with long and deep eyes, and said with emotion.