赤壁
杜牧
折戟沉沙铁未消，自将磨洗认前朝。
东风不与周郎便，铜雀春深锁二乔。
The Red Cliff
Du Mu
Those broken halberds buried in sands are not yet rotten；
Being cleaned， they’ll be traced as belonging to times olden.
If the east wind didn’t lend General Zhou a helping hand，
Locked in Brass Sparrow Terrace his wife and her sister would stand.