In the Mausoleum of Yellow Emperor, I hear the continuous breathing

Duo Mu

Xuanyuan falls asleep, sleeping in his rivers and mountains

This loess is thick and solid

Like a warm quilt

I take a mouthful of water from Ji river to moisten my yearning

The north is called sub-line, the south is called noon line

The Ziwu mountain extends to eastward there the Chinese nations were born

The mountain Qiaoshan is the bridge

Connecting 5000 years of brilliance

Before an aged cypress, I bow three times to ancestors

Dragon vein from Kunlun mountain

Coincides with rivers and other mountains

“Heaven leans to the northwest, earth does not reach the southeast”

Since then, the barbaric wind has the rhythm of civilization

“Listen, there's a Qiang flute

There's a drum, there's a piano sound…”

A girl stretches her hands

As I approach the sacrificial song

I hear the singing of the collision of metal and stoneware of the funeral oration

Beside the bronze Tripod in the Great Primogenitor Hall, sunset and dawn

Mutually irradiate

Tears from the top of Qiaoshan Mountain

Come together and form the Ju river

I see a group of Sutra singers looking up

At the blue sky

With dragon horn, dragon scale and dragon toe

And dragon's singing, dragon's roar

The Yellow Emperor stands here, the soul of China stands here

The oriental smart dragon takes off from here

Duo Mu: Male, the real name is Zhang Zeou, member of Hunan Writers Association and member of Chinese Poetry Association.