Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the rain.
Looking up, the sky is crisp and the air is fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, white and sad!
Jingkang was ashamed, but it was still snowy.
When will courtiers hate it?
Drive a long car and break through the shortcomings of Helan Mountain!
Eager for a few meals, laughing and drinking Hun blood.
Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!