Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
Then I will be furious, kill vilen mercilessly and abandon him. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
He violated my position and trampled on my team. My left relative died and my right relative was stabbed. -Qu Yuan's "National Funeral" is both dead and spiritual, and the soul is a ghost. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
Brave and fearless, you are the most. You will stick to your post until you die. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
No return, no return, the plain is hazy and the road is very remote. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
Wearing a long sword, holding a strong crossbow, leaving your head, Zhuang Xin will not change. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
Sword in hand, wearing leather armor, chariots staggered, sword and blade. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"