2. Before the Qingming Festival, people will feel sad, and it is difficult for a hero to put out the fire. I would rather pray that the martyrs are unknown and old than that there are several monuments in the castle peak.
3. In the Qingming field, the grass grows thick, and the hillside is covered with mud. Incense curled up in front of the tomb tablet, remembering the cuckoo cry of the ancestors.
4. I shed tears to remember and dye the plain, and then I went to the tomb for the Qingming Festival. The mountains and rivers are hanging in the sky, and the horses are sorrowful and faint. Soldiers lay down their lives and shed their blood, while heroes reward their loyal souls. The feat of that year was heroic, but it is difficult to move the old iron core in this life.
5. It is clear and loyal to the soul, and the heavens and the earth mourn for the drizzle. Limited life is forever, and boundless ambition will last forever. Open a mountain to lay down one's life, hit the water to catch the dragon water and stand on the pier. When I dreamed of sleeping with my comrades in the castle peak, I offered sacrifices to sweep the iron soldiers' graves every year.
6. Thousands of families offer sacrifices to the spirits, and pedestrians on the road are accompanied by birds singing. The tomb of Yeling is covered with incense, and how many condolences are sent to Qingming.
7. Mourning the Qingming Festival sadly, the martyrs' monument is laid in the middle of the day. Strong China paved the flesh and blood, and the male rose in Chixian County to drink the soul. The great cause of the country is dying first, and children are really emotional. Wanling Songtao wept, and the Chinese vision comforted Jieying.