Hanging on the roof in the middle of the night,
The new wife cried and mended her combat suit.
Lament about the new death of big brother,
Su Jing is not old.
Order the township to levy,
It is difficult to leave this well.
Because the old man is very old,
Hands and feet are ineffective and sick.
Food and clothing are not bitter,
The house is surrounded by stars.
It's shameful for men to be unfilial,
Helpless, sharp voice.
Serve the country with a sword,
Horses are not afraid of being buried.
Still pulling the horse through the fence,
Looking back, I looked back with tears in my eyes.
Outside the thatched cottage of victory,
Kneel and ask your parents if they are comfortable.
No return, no return,
Sweep the floor and hold a cup to comfort a good wife.