鄰雞夜夜競先鳴， 到此蕭然度五更，
血染千刀流不盡， 佐他杯酒話春生。

Roosters in my neighbourhood vie to be the first to crow every night. On this day, I passed the fifth watch silently. The blood stained a thousand knives, and would not cease flowing. To accompany the scene, wine before the Spring arrives.

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