A man's journey
A paragraph
There are many heroes in Yanhuang land, and they are not afraid of one enemy against a hundred.
If a man is not timid, hatred will lead to blood. Look at the blood of my Chinese man.
A man is full of blood, he is heroic, and his heart is as strong as iron.
Carrying a golden sword and wearing a white jade necklace, he ate the heads of beautiful chieftains hungry and drank the blood of Rakshasa thirsty.
Let's give up the love between children and the vast sea of ??ambitions, we can only decide now.
The man traveled a thousand miles with his sword, and killed Hu Jie along the way.
Flying war songs by the Aegean Sea, singing congratulations to China.
There is a steel sword dance in Tokyo, and the swords are stained with the blood of Japanese slaves.
Establish the class's super ambition, observe Su Wu Festival, sing martial arts and Mu Ci, and do Yishui farewell.
The fallen leaves rustle, the warriors’ blood is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sad songs are heard.
He rode across the Tianshan Mountains at a fast pace, and drew his long bow to sweep the library pages.
The iron ship went straight down to Sydney Bay and shot through the North Sea night.
The fate of the Western barbarians has ended, and the Han Dynasty is like the sky.
We will fight for the courage of a hundred thousand heroes, and vow to paint the whole world with the same color of China. When the time comes, I will drink Luoyang wine and get drunk on the bright moon.
If a man behaves like a man, he should be violent. Things and benevolence are inseparable.
Men should kill without mercy.
Eternal karma lies in killing people.
In the past there was a heroic man with great loyalty.
Yaizu kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather.
There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp,
Galloping the world, only showing off their swords and guns.
Today I am trying to find something like this, but I am looking for the shadow of the moon in vain.
If you don’t see it, the Confucian scholars will rise up and the strong men will die. From now on, China will praise benevolence and righteousness.
Once the barbarians invaded the Central Plains, the scholars fled and the cowardly people wept.
I want to learn the ancient style and regain my heroic spirit.
Reputation is like dirt, and those who disdain benevolence will ridicule.
Wearing an iron sword, he kills people in anger.
They cut their legs and drank wine together, chatting and laughing with ghosts and ghosts.
It takes ten weeks to kill the enemy.
Zuanzhu Tian Guangren, and Yue have a deep love for each other.
Going out of the west gate, Mu Tiren turned around.
I feel tired and sleepy, and the war trumpet suddenly blows.
Simon leaves his mother. The mother is sad but the son is not sad.
A man who commits himself to historical events will never return.
The killings between heaven and earth shocked the underworld.
Kill one person in three steps without stopping.
Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and corpses pillowed Qianxun Mountain.
When a strong man finishes fighting, he sleeps on his enemy's corpse when tired.
Second paragraph
In the dream, there is still a murderer, and the smile reflects the brightness.
Don’t ask your daughter, why is a man so evil?
Since ancient times, benevolence has only harmed others, and morality has never been true.
Don’t you see, the liger’s prey has gained a reputation, but who will pity the poor elk?
The strong always eats the weak, even if it makes sense, it is in vain.
Don’t ask, men have their own way.
If a man behaves like a man, he should be violent. Things and benevolence are inseparable.
The man is in the fighting arena, as brave as a bear and as blind as a wolf.
If you are born a boy, you will kill someone. Don’t teach a man’s body to wrap a woman’s heart.
Men are never considerate of their clothes, and they will laugh at each other even if they die.
There are hundreds of battlefields and battlefields, and I wish to be green with the wild grass everywhere.
Men, do not tremble, I have a song for you to listen to:
Killing one is a crime, but killing ten thousand is a hero. If you slaughter nine million, you will be called the hero among the heroes.
A hero among heroes, the way is different:
Seeing through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but making it possible to be heroic in this life.
A good reputation is not loved by a bad reputation, and a person who kills millions of people does not care about punishment.
I would rather teach people to gnash their teeth and hate me, than teach me nothing but scold me.
Looking at the world for five thousand years, where are the heroes who don’t kill people?
I am a hot-blooded and good man, but how can today’s people lose to the ancients?
How many hundred years will it take? There is so much in generosity!
You should build for me, and I will sing for you.
How about waving to the gulls and birds on the seashore and looking at the cloud dreams in my chest and how close I am to my body? Chu Yue waited patiently, and his liver and gallbladder were in trouble.
Everything in life is given by God, and it is whirling.
A few people looked at each other outside the world and smiled drunkenly.
Seeing the floating clouds passing by, I am afraid that the years will fly away like a shuttle.
I encourage you to hold candles for a good spring.