原文： 故垒西边，人道是，三国周郎赤壁。 乱石穿空，惊涛拍岸，卷起千堆雪。 江山如画，一时多少豪杰。 遥想公瑾当年，小乔初嫁了，雄姿英发。 羽扇纶巾，谈笑间，樯橹灰飞烟灭。 故国神游，多情应笑我，早生华发。 人生如梦，一尊还酹江月。
翻译：
On the north fort of Jingkou, I recall the ancient times, Where the Red Cliffs of the Three Kingdoms were fought. Rugged rocks piercing the sky, fierce waves crashing against the shore, They roll up thousands of snowdrifts of foam.
The river and mountains are as painted, how many heroes then appeared! I can imagine that young Zhou Yu of those days, With his young wife Xiao Qiao newly wed, his heroic figure outstanding. Fanning with a feather fan, wearing a silk scarf, He talked and laughed, the sails and oars turned to dust and smoke.
I wander in spirit through the ancient land, The affectionate should laugh at me, to have my hair turn white so early. Life is but a dream, I pour another cup of wine to the moon over the river.