Song Qin

Long Mountain, Cangcang West Soil.

The palace is majestic, and the moon is cold and Qinguan.

The lone wolf howled alone, looking at Xianyang from afar.

The lights of the imperial palace are not extinguished.

Nu'e adds fragrance and spreads the national seal.

The king looks at the world, and there are eight wildernesses in all directions.

Black clothes and red edges, demeanor.

His majesty is profound, and the armor is brave.

Diligent cultivation of the spear, why worry about no clothes!

The sword refers to the emperor's ambition!

Swallow the world, the sea is one!!

Liuhe does not exist, all of them are my domain!

13 June 2017

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