Chapter 7 Song Erlang

Today, I carried a gun on the battlefield, and the three of them drank with the enemy general. My sons have no hatred. However, the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, I should wrap the body in horse leather and die on the battlefield to repay the kindness of my king. The Emperor and the Queen of Heaven will learn from the earth, and I will be loyal.

The blood of my generation is rolling, like the water of the Yellow River, it will never stop. Jin Ge iron horse, golden robe and silver armor, war horse neighing, this should be the direction of my son's life.

When my son's son left his hometown with a sword, he had his own Yiren standing on the top of the city tower, sending the token of Yi, and when he took his son's victory, the Yiren stood in the heart of the sunset, shining on the remnants of the warriors.

There are foxes who are sad, and their couples travel far away. There are women who weep, and their husbands are dead. A mother wept, and her son died.

My generation, don't sleep on the battlefield. I will take the wine until your return. See this beautiful country with you, and enjoy the prosperity of the world.

With just this passage, I will send every hero and unknown soldier in Chinese history who have inherited good stories, and it is they who have established the long history of China. It was they who sacrificed themselves for the independence of China. It is they who have formed a wall of flesh and blood for the stability and harmony of our China and blocked the fire of evil.

Just send this paragraph to every parent, it is they who have raised heroes. It was they who endured the pain of cutting their love and sent their beloved sons to the battlefield, and it was they who touched the evil demons of the world with their great love.

I just send this passage to every Yiren, who silently supports every hero. It was they who built the spiritual wall for the heroes.

Sacrifice to. Heroic Spirit