Ride a red hare

Copy a pike in your hand

Behind the bow and arrow

Cold light and iron stomach

I broke into Yanmenguan as a soldier.

Behind him, banners are fierce and fighters are like clouds.

Outside the customs, there are bonfires everywhere, and wolves are eyeing.

The iron hoof breaks the bluestone, and the treasure knife cracks the sky.

Kill the wolf one step at a time, without leaving a name or merit.

Loyal bones are buried in green hills, but soldiers' souls are still killed.

Iron fist beats the city brick, and blood sacrifices the soul.

An empty city, a grand pass.

There is also a poor scholar who laments the past and hurts the present.

A strange girl with a pipa.

Zhaojun, I follow in your footsteps.

Start from Chang 'an and turn back step by step.

Follow you to Yanmenguan

When you get to the gate, you sit and watch Chang 'an immediately.

Waving the pipa, a sad song and tears.

With a wave of his hand, the bonfire went out and the beauty left.

Since then, the Commissioner has arrived home.

A family outside the customs

It's just that there is a lonely pigeon outside the customs.

But it can't fly over Yanmenguan.

Leave the pipa in the air

Still bypassing customs.

the Yang warriors

An ice city, a legend

From then on, Liao people also worshipped.

Yang Jiye, Yang Liulang.

Heroes and enemies are frightened.

Yang Jiajiang, my idol.

Yanmenguan, my dream place.

Today, Xiongguan is still there, and the dream is still there.

I just can't see Yang Jiajiang.

Blood dyed Yanmenguan red again.

Pick up a broadsword and chop off the enemy's head.

I beat the dark brown city brick, hating untimely.

Eighth Route Army, I'm coming.

Little devil, don't be crazy.

I can only imagine.

Japanese, the harm left to China people.

I still dare not forget.

Look at the wall of Yanmenguan again.

The blood is still flowing and the gun is still ringing.

Not the end.

Dream and never wake up.

The pursuit of dreams will never stop.

Stand on the wall and look down.

I still have war in my ears.

Youren drunk

Youzisui

The sound of a horse

Shot shock

The grass on the wall is sad.

The wind in the desert is very strong.

Geese in the sky can't crow.

Only sparrows are whispering.