Sentences about the tragic hero.

The sword is not properly matched, and it is already a Jianghu to go out; After Qian Fan, I returned as a teenager. The lonely sail is far away, and it is spring to go out; Blue sea and blue sky, returning home, youth is not there. Riding the wind and waves, Uto is already far away. After returning from riding a horse, things have already changed. Day after day, is it everyone? Year after year, I still have a wicked heart. Half asleep, the long river in Fang Xiao has gone, and I don't want to, but I should be full of ambition and not empty. Wushan is in sight, but it is a sea on the way. Deep in the white clouds, it is late to return. Born in a bitter sea, how can I get to the other side? Put down the butcher's knife, how can you become a Buddha? When I was a child, I became a monk and entered the temple. The world is in chaos, and the dust is out for the sake of life. After slamming the door, the family members buried their heads in tears. Knocking at the door and entering, relatives are already in Jiuyou. Look down on life and death, burn incense for yourself; After tasting a thousand cups, who will be the third in the tomb; Looking at the yellow flowers in the mirror, the beauty has long been dead. If the ambition is not paid, the hero is the end. (Author: anonymous)