Xiangyang

My having Kongming is like a fish having water.

Cede Heaven's timing to Cao Cao, the terrain to Sun Quan, and hold the harmony of men.

Here I lean on the railing and gaze; there my mother leans at the gate in grief.

Yang Zhong alone faced a fierce beast, gripping its waist with his left arm and tearing out its tongue with his right.

The one who will rule the realm is surely this man.

Quan is practised in fighting on water; the reason he dares to leave his ships and attack by land is to catch us unprepared.

So the men of Wu were won over with one accord and called him Lord Yang, not using his name.

It is like wanting orchids and jade trees to grow in one's courtyard and by the steps.

I am a man of helmet and armour; I should speak of war, not of peace.

I know that if I surrender I shall live and be rich and honoured; but I will die for my sovereign and not change.

The affairs within the universe are the affairs within my own lot; the affairs within my own lot are the affairs within the universe.

I have had a passion for poetry since I was seven, and it has never tired with age.