beat the drum and bored, and enthusiastically use the soldiers;

The city of the earth is Cao, and I travel south alone.

from Sun Tzu Zhong, Ping Chen and Song;

I don't want to go, I'm worried.

dwelling in the war, losing their horses;

What do you want? Under the forest.

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said;

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Yu is broad, not I live;

Yu Xun Xi, I don't believe it.

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