Rewrite Qu Yuan's national mourning into a seven-character poem. .

Holding a sword, hand-to-hand combat, flag covering the sun, fighting for the first place.

Yu Ling had two wounds in his position, and two drums were hit by a car.

The sky were to fall, the spirit angrily abandoned Yuanye, and the plain road was far away.

The sword holds the bow without regret, and the dead soul is a ghost.

Change "Nine Songs of National Mourning" as you requested.