Cao Cao Poems

East face Jieshi mountain
And gaze blue sea
Water how dancing gently
Mountain island towering
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Though the tortoise blessed with magic powers lives long,
Its days have their allotted span;
Though winged serpents ride high on the mist,
They turn to dust and ashes at the last;
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To my wine I sing
of the times of peace,
when officers shall not make calls at the door.
The ruler is bright and virtuous,
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Driving a rainbow,
Riding crimson clouds,
I ascend the Nine Peaks to the Gates of Jade.
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