(Single) The theme of ancient poetry recitation in Class One, Grade Five-Iron Battlefield
(Single) Che Tuo Ma Xiaoxiao has been fighting for old ghosts and new graves since ancient times, and he vowed never to come back.
(Single) 5,000-year-old magnificent words have strongly inspired articles with lofty aspirations.
(Single) Let's approach the desert battlefield and feel the clank of iron and heart lost in the torrent of history:
Endless desire
A trip in the mountains, a trip in the water, I am heading for Guan Yu Bank (pàn), with bright lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it fails to break the dream of homesickness, so there is no such voice in my hometown.
I feel that the hedge door will come out at dawn in autumn night to meet the cold.
Wan Li River/East China Sea, 5,000 towering mountains/skyscrapers.
Tears of adherents/Looking South by Li/Another year.
Tears of adherents/Looking South by Li/Another year. Another year.
(Single) The adherents look south with tears in their eyes, and Julian Waghann's good son will surely shed his blood on the battlefield to serve the rivers and mountains.
Guo yang
M: Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
Female: The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
Dan: There is fear on the beach, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Qi: Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
Hot-blooded, tough and soft-hearted, I care for my wife, Xiao Haiyan and Heqing.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, looking at the flying geese in the south. If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000.
At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind. Holding a long tassel today, when will it be a black dragon?
The fire was shining in the sky, and the red star in the purple smoke was in chaos. On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley.
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.