登盘山绝顶 - 戚继光 

霜角一声草木哀，

云头对起石门开。

朔风边酒不成醉，

落叶归鸦无数来。

但使雕戈销杀气，

未妨白发老边才。

勒名峰上吾谁与，

故李将军舞剑台。

Atop Panshan Peak by Qi Ji-guang

The woods wail bitterly as the frost-horn doth blare,

Clouds rise as though they ope the gate of peaks a-pair.

A-braving north-gale, coarse brew unmaketh my drunk,

Mid blown-about leaves countless homebound crows do fare.

O, could my halberds ever slay the feral foes,

I’d as lief guard the frontier, though snow-hued my hair.

Who’d have his name carved on the Dancing Sword Terrace —

As erst General Li, whose valour none compare?

Tr. Ziyuzile

12/12/2025