(88) March At Dawn
晓征
Qi Ji-guang (1528-1587)
戚继光
Our banners undulate along the winding stream
霜溪曲曲转旌旗，
Without disturbing the riverside birds from their dream.
几许沙鸥睡未知。
Suddenly we beat drums and blow our bugles shrill
茄鼓声高寒吹起，
To startle even the deaf old monk beyond the hill.
深山惊杀老阇黎。