The blue sea is fragrant
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword dimmed, the drums and horns contended to send away, and the vivid faces were slowly forgotten one by one. The red dust obliterated the ancient road, the border city was barren and burning, and the familiar names were gently taken away.
The rise and fall are determined, the rise and fall are judged, the wind and clouds are scattered, and time and space change. The aggregation is all karma, and the separation has nothing to do with love, but it is a matter of life, regardless of the name after death.
The Yellow River has turned into tears, the Yangtze River has deliberately sang, the sky of history is full of stars, and a heroic spirit remains in the world, vertical and horizontal, galloping.
......> along the way, the things he saw, the people he saw, and the strength he made made formed a picture scroll plainly.
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