"Sword" out of the sheath, quietly a light, flying sand and stones to subdue all the sword heroes harshly, cutting iron like mud holes through Qin brick Hanwa stabbed the Shanhaiguan city wall to extinguish the wolf smoke of the beacon let how many Haojie

The Sword

Out of the sheath, quietly

A light, flying sand and stones

Impress all the sabre heroes

Harsh, iron like mud

Hole through the Qin brick Han tile

Stabbed the city wall of Shanhaiguan

Extinguish the wolf smoke from the beacon

How many haojie are out of reach

A sword, calling the wind and rain

A joke that cuts off the beauty

Cut the tenderness of the continuous flow of the small river

Can't stand the change of sun, moon and starlight

Can't get rid of the inspiration of the literati and inkers