风飘飘,水汤汤,掸掸这一路素衣风尘,驾一叶之扁舟,于清秋的黄昏,残阳如血,澄江如练,来到达古战场——赤壁。心中没浸着如此的哀闷,漫想:那“乌台诗案”的苦楚,那皇帝贬谪的敕令,那洛阳亲友的牵念。于是黄州成为苏轼的落脚,赤壁成了苏轼的赤壁。 The wind flutters, the soup of the river, and the hustle and bustle of this road, the boat that drives the leaves. In the evening of the Qing dynasty, the sun is full of blood and Chengjiang is trained to reach the ancient battlefield, Chibi. The heart was not immersed in such grief, thinking: The suffering of the “Uthai-Poem Case”, the edict of the emperor’s relegation, and the love of the Luoyang relatives and friends. So Huangzhou became the foothold of Su Shi, and Chibi became the Red Cliff of Su Shi.