I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Dead as a ghost, still thinking about Xiang Yu. (He committed suicide in Wujiang River, and faced the swarming Han army, showing no fear.

If you stay, you will never die. (Anti-Japanese hero, ambition does not let people. ) Wan Li returns to the cloud, and the East China Sea carries the spring thunder alone.

Endure to see the picture change color, and be willing to let Jiangshan pay the price for it.

Turbid wine does not quench the tears of worrying about the country, and we should strive for talents when saving.

Ping shi ten thousand heads of blood, also want to save Li Kun.

Man Jianghong (Xia Tan) is unwell, but his heart is stronger than a man's.

It is a lifetime of courage, not because people have a fever.

Who knows me?

When torture.

Where can I find the sound of the world of mortals?

Tears wet my skirt.

I don't hesitate to buy a treasure knife for wine, and I don't hesitate to change it for mink fur.

A cavity of blood is diligent and precious, even if spilled, it can become Bi Tao.

After the plum blossom in Canzhouling, it was freezing, and I was afraid to lean against the fence after adding clothes several times.

You can still be proud of the frost and snow. Don't look at people with dirty eyes.

Lime songs hammer out of the mountain, and the fire is like a fool.

Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, leaving innocence in the world.