萧萧落木，自无涯处垂落，如时光剥蚀的碎片；滚滚长江，挟亘古之势奔涌，碾过衰朽，直赴永恒。一垂一涌，萧瑟与壮阔，在天地间铸成无声的碑石。Sighing leaves fall from boundless heights,like time-scoured fragments descending;Thundering Yangtze surges with ancient might,grinding all decay toward eternity. A descent, an onslaught— desolation and grandeur cast into a silent monolith between earth and sky.