Holdrin's famous poems

Until the heroes grew up in the cradle of iron casting, the brave heart visited the almighty God as before, but before that, I often felt that it was better to sleep peacefully than to trudge alone.

Life is full of labor, but people live poetically on the earth.

What has always made the country a hell on earth is exactly what human beings are trying to make it a paradise.

The reason why a country becomes a hell on earth is always because people try to turn it into a paradise.

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