Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
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The capital has been breached, leaving only mountains and rivers. Chang 'an in spring is desolate, with deep vegetation everywhere. When you are sad, you cry at flowers and listen to birds. The war has been going on for a long time, and every letter from home is extremely precious. The white hair is getting thinner and thinner, and even the hair clasp can't be inserted.