The lonely goose with broken wings meets the residual snow,
Molly is cold and sad.
Xuefeng immediately collapsed,
Hundreds of millions of compatriots died.
The blue sky is sunny,
The mountains are covered with maple leaves,
Lonely geese fly south and fold their wings,
But the snow fell and cried.
In the sky, it should be a wing bird.
This land is a branch of Li Lian.
But ice and snow make up the milky way,
It's hard to turn people into bones.