Poetry that has nothing to do with defending the border

Walking in the rivers and lakes, floating, like a dream in the mirror.

Brotherhood, children love each other, so swords and shadows.

Ride freely, fight in the battlefield, dare to ask who can compete in the world?

Rouge box button, powder wearing thrush, who ultimately belongs and who needs to retire?

Laugh at the world of mortals and wish to escape into the mountains, and never talk about this life again.

The general idea is: Jian Ying, who is affectionate with his children, is all-powerful, and is fighting the battlefield. It is better to go back and let bygones be bygones.

I hope I can help you! )