那撒向江水的一樽酒，便连接了这虚幻与真实，仿佛穿越了时空，把诗人孤单却激越的情怀投入了那冠盖云集的古三国战场上，也让他寂寥的心得到了些许慰藉。
nà sā xiàng jiāng shuǐ de yī zūn jiǔ ，biàn liánjiē le zhè xūhuàn yǔ zhēnshí ，fǎngfú chuānyuè le shíkōng ，bǎ shīrén gūdān què jīyuè de qínghuái tóurù le nà guàngàiyúnjí de gǔ guó zhànchǎng shàng ，yě ràng tā jìliáo de xīn dédào le xiē xǔ wèijiè 。
The cup of alcohol sprinkled on the river water, links the illusory with the real, as if passing through time and space, infusing the poet's lonely yet intense mood into the overcast skies of the battleground of the Three Kingdoms, giving some consolation to his lonely heart.