#三國#忠孝節義#古月照殘影#Three Kingdoms#• The ancient moon casts lingering silhouettes#Original Music

Witnessing the Oath in the Peach Garden, a vow of life and death was made, As the peach blossoms of that night bloomed and fell, year after year. How cold the armor feels, yet it cannot hide the longing for the homeland; The flames of war withered their youth, but could never sever the brotherhood. The moment sweat and blood are wiped away, yearning quietly spreads; Moonlight ripples across the Yangtze River—even heroes cannot find sleep. Listening to the soft whinny of warhorses, who is dreaming of their distant home? The Yangtze stretches for thousands of miles, soaked in the blood of heroes; The rivers and mountains remain, but the people have gone, leaving only the ancient moon shining on faded shadows. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade once cut through the rolling smoke of battle; Riding solitary for a thousand miles, leaving behind an immortal conviction. On Changban Slope, a lone warrior charged with a silver-bridled white horse; Zhao Zilong’s armor was drenched in blood, fighting his way in and out seven times through the heavy siege. Thrice visiting the thatched cottage, the promise of the Longzhong Plan was pledged; Entrusted with the orphan at Baidi City, he shouldered the heavy destiny of Shu Han. The Memorial on Sending Out the Troops, written in tears of blood, is filled with unwilling sorrow; The autumn wind of Wuzhang Plains blew out the lights of the final Seven-Star Lamp ritual. Who will pass down and read of this eternal loyalty and righteousness? Whose eyes are blinded by the endless yellow sands? Guan Yunchan, attending the feast alone with a single blade, his spirit pierces the nine heavens! Zhao Zilong, a lone rider with a single spear, bathing in blood before Changban Slope! Zhuge Liang, giving his all until his heart stopped, marching six times through the Qishan Mountains! He calculated every secret of heaven and won the spine of a generation, yet in the end, he lost to Time! 現代漢語白話文翻譯 (Modern Chinese Translation) 看著桃園三結義時立下的生死誓言，那一夜的桃花隨風開了又落，年復一年。冰冷的盔甲藏不住對故鄉的眷戀；連年的戰火吹老了容顏，卻吹不散兄弟並肩作戰的情誼。擦乾血汗的瞬間，思念也在心中蔓延。月光灑在長江邊上，縱然是英雄也難免失眠。聽著戰馬低聲呢喃，不知是誰在夢裡牽掛著家園。 長江綿延千里，流淌著英雄的鲜血；江山依舊在，人事已全非，只剩下古老的月亮照著歷史的殘影。青龍偃月刀曾斬斷滾滾狼煙，千里單騎留下一世不滅的執念。在長坂坡上，孤軍衝陣的是騎著白馬、套著銀銜的將軍；趙子龍血染戰甲，在重重包圍中七進七出。 三顧草廬，許下了隆中對的承諾；白帝城託孤，扛起了蜀漢沉重的重擔。一篇《出師表》，字字血淚都寫滿了壯志未酬的不甘；最終，五丈原的秋風吹散了續命的七星燈煙。 這千秋流傳的忠義，如今有誰在傳誦？萬里黃沙，遮住了誰的視線？ 關雲長單刀赴會，氣概直衝九重天！ 趙子龍單槍匹馬，喋血長坂坡前！ 諸葛亮鞠躬盡瘁，六出祁山北伐！ 算盡了天機，贏得了風骨與氣節，