There is an old saying that is poetry. It is full of an "xi", xi xixi or something, and each "Xi" has a different sound for the same word.

There are many "Xi's" in Qu Yuan's Nine Songs. National mourning. "

Qu Yuan in Pre-Qin Period

Holding a sword, wearing leather armor, chariots crisscross, sword and blade. Enemy, the flag is like a dark cloud and the arrow is on the string. He violated my position and trampled on my team. My left relative died and my right relative was stabbed. Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets. Then I will be furious, kill vilen mercilessly and abandon him. No return, no return, the plain is hazy and the road is very remote. Wearing a long sword, holding a strong crossbow, leaving your head, Zhuang Xin will not change. Brave and fearless, you are the most. You will stick to your post until you die. The body is dead, the spirit is spirit, and the soul is a ghost.