First, the ancient poem-the swordsman (Jia Dao)
knight-errant
Gianke
Tangjiadao
After ten years' hard work, I have grinded out a sword. The edge of the sword flashes in cold light, but I haven't tried its sharpness.
Now take it out and show it to you. Whoever is wronged may as well tell me the truth.
Second, the swordsman
Miracle
Draw a sword around the remnant,
This song will eventually spread.
The west wind is full of snow,
Where to report?
Dare to die, look for commonness,
Underestimate the theory of hatred,
It's easy to get into trouble,
Away from the soul.