Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
Looking at the Central Plains from a distance, there are many battlements. Back in those days, flowers were everywhere, protecting Fengtai and Long Ting. Long live the Pearl in front of the mountain, and Penghu Temple is full of songs. Up to now, fighter planes are full of fighting capacity and are totally embarassed.
Bing An is here? Ointment cake. Min' an is here? Fill the ravine. Sighing that mountains and rivers are the same, thousands of villages are sparse. When you ask for a sharp brigade, cross the Qinghe River with a whip. However, I came back and continued my trip to Hanyang, riding a yellow crane.
A thousand years ago, listen tonight, and the sound of the horn has not stopped. At that time, the blade of gratitude and resentment was cold, and the rise and fall of wine was fierce. There is no limit to mountains breaking hatred, and the battlefield is on fire. Pick one, look at Qing history, teeth are still sharp! My husband hates me, and then it snows. What do you regret? The soul is still alive. The square inch is round and the golden dragonfly is intact. Looking north at the splendid land of the Central Plains, Jiashan has two heroic trainings. -I'm here today, smashing Huanglong and offering "Manjianghong", which is deeply touched by future generations! Throughout the ages, heroism is immortal. Since the Southern Song Dynasty, generations of China people, who didn't choose the first class, looked at history of qing dynasty and gnashed their teeth? ! How happy it would be if we could really end the snow hatred, Helan was trampled and Huanglong was crushed!