Song: Xin Qiji
Singer: Yu Quan Album: Thirty.
Lyrics: Yu Quan
Although drunk, we lit a lamp to see the scenery.
When awake, we heard the sound of horns from one tent to another.
Bow like a broken string
Love is always blown away by wind and rain.
How to swallow Wan Li like a tiger?
Laugh at everything in the world
Spring breeze does not dye white hair.
Cold winter, ice and autumn in so hard to forget.
Drunk, eager to laugh
Lian Po is young and happy.
Where can we see our Northern Territory?
Endless rivers roll through.
As time passed, it witnessed the rise and fall of the dynasty.
Jingoma Railway Station
Who is the hero in the world?
Win a reputation behind you.
Looking back suddenly, count the romantic feelings.
It's neither the emperor nor the emperor nor the weather.
Seeing Sword Drunk is a poem, which comes from Xin Qiji's "Giving Zhuang Language to Chen Tongfu" in Song Dynasty.
Fu Zi Zhuang Ci in the Broken Town was given to Chen Tongfu.
Original text:
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn. ?
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
Translation:
In the drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to the camp and blew the horn one by one. Distribute roast beef to subordinates, and the band will play northern Xinjiang songs. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield.
Horses run like horses, bows and arrows thunder. I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poverty has become a white-haired man!