Chapter 339 ...

I would like to mention one thing about this song:

First of all, I agree with another statement of national enmity that answered with a high number of votes.

Let me explain word for word:

Some love is like a broken paper kite, and the ending is sad and the hand is on the line.

Some hatreds are like a circle, and grievances cannot be retributed.

These two sentences illustrate the endless hatred between countries, some love, such as love and family affection, with their own departure, they are separated and separated like a broken paper kite, and they miss in vain. There are some hatreds, generations of grievances and entanglements, today you invade my territory, tomorrow I will regain the lost territory. There is no end to retribution.

Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, I will pay a lot of blood,

A word of loyalty, a lie that deceives oneself

This lyric has to fantasize about being a nobody, conscripted into the army, listening to endless words of loyalty, and using his life to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the rulers, the so-called loyalty to the motherland is nothing more than a lie of the people in power who deceive themselves. Lies used to cover ambitions.

Some love into the suffering back, the window between the moon and sunset,

Some worries are hidden but speechless, and the belly is painted with wind and snow as a sword.

The soldier is dressed in military uniform, looking at the moon between the windows, and the moon and the evening are becoming a jue, only to turn the thoughts of his hometown and relatives into a sword in his hand, kill the enemy, and return to his hometown as soon as possible.

Just for a long-cherished wish (love love love, for a long-cherished wish), how to argue between evil and good in panic. Flying sand and wolf smoke will add to the sorrow of chaos.

In order to regain the lost territory, expand the territory, and be in the chaos of war, whether this war is just or not, there is nowhere to discern it, and can only obey the words of Yu Chaozhong. The war has begun, and this test of life and death is about to come, and I can only increase the sorrow in my heart.

Half of the city is smoky and sandy, the soldiers are coming to the pool, Jin Ge Iron Horse, who fights for the world, one will become ten thousand bones, and how many white hairs will be sent away

In the face of the war machine, there is nowhere to be found, and it has become doubtful who he is fighting for in his uniform. The Horse Leather Shroud has achieved the merits of the superiors, but it has torn many families apart.

Half of the city's smoke and sand, down with the wind, there is still a wisp of concern in your hand, just looking forward to returning to the field to unload your armor, and you can also get back the tea you made.

In this life-and-death struggle, I still can't let go of my worries. Concerned about her parents at home, she. Silently looking forward to the early end of the war, unloading his armor and returning to the field, and reuniting with his family

Half of the city smoke and sand, blood and tears fall, the remnants of the horse crack armor, spread the red world, the reincarnation of the swallow is still collapsed, for you to bring the flowers of February

In the end, it was defeated, the army fell, and corpses were strewn all over the field. Still can't go back to accompany you. I just hope to become a swallow in the next life, pick the most beautiful flower for you, and send my thoughts.

That's how I understand it. The writing is not good, and it is laughing. I hope someone can award this story to be told in more beautiful words, to portray a more complete picture of the nobody