" Wèi Wǔ huī biān, dōng lín jié shí yǒu yí piān … … Xiāosèqiūfēngjīnyòushì, huàn le rénjiān " — — bùjiàn dāngnián qínshǐhuáng, gǎitiān huàn dì.
Cao Cao cracked his whip, left his poem at Jieshi... The bleak autumn wind blows once more, but the human world has changed — the First Emperor of Qin is nowhere to be seen.
