Wen Tianxiang's "No one has died in life since ancient times, and his loyalty will be remembered by history"

Emo's 'Come like flowing water and pass like wind, I don't know where it came from and where it will end'

On June 10, 1950, Wu Shi, a brave warrior who went through fire and water for the truth and regarded death as if he was home, was taken to the execution ground in Machang Town, Taipei. Before his death, he wrote, "With a handful of pills in my heart, I can't bear to die under the spring." A magnificent poem about me.

The last sentence of Cao Zhi's White Horse: "Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return".