Be worried about the world’s worries first, and be happy after the world’s happiness.

Suddenly I heard an ancient tune and thought about it.

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The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

The garrisonmen looked at each other with sad faces as they thought about returning home.

Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return.

I dare not forget about my country despite my humble status.

Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Famous for what they have learned, everyone knows what they know, so that the country can be strong and prosperous without foreign aggression, and can stand on its own on the earth.

I took a long breath to cover my tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives.

A vain person looks at his own name, and a glorious person looks at the cause of the motherland.

We French people have no right to leave our homeland when our country is enslaved.

After I die, I will send my ashes to my hometown... bury it and plant an apple on it, so that I can finally repay the land of my hometown and my fellow villagers.

The beautiful rivers and mountains are in order, and all the people are the masters.