The stream is cold and the wind is like a sword.
When we look at the sunset on the beach
Distant place, hazy Lintao
Ancient wars, initiated by those long walls.
Used to be the pride of all men.
But ancient times are now yellow dust.
Confused its ruins and bones in the grass.
038 Li Shanyue
The moon rises brightly from the peak of heaven.
In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds
The wind blew violently for miles.
Knocking on the battlements of Yumenguan
China's army marched along Deng Bai Road.
When the Tatar army stared at the blue bay
This is the land of conquest
Few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned around and looked towards the border.
Thinking of home with longing eyes.
Those people in the house of lords tonight
They tossed and turned and sighed.