The sword energy is like a rainbow, the lightning changes like the wind
There is a dragon in the east with murderous intent like the wind
The situation is like a hollow space
General me The pride is like a crowd, the momentum is fierce
The golden armor is like heavy iron
The golden sword makes my heart feel empty
The scenery is different
The roles are different
Different offensives
Chaos will never end
Be still and move like a loose tree
unchanged for thousands of years
As Empty as empty as empty
The armor is stained with blood and I will kill with tears
Whose world is full of chrysanthemums in the city
The palace is full of smoke and sand
Life and death are but a scar
Everyone around is in desolation
No one around is nagging
Pedestrians are wandering and wandering
Wandering and lonely
p>Relatives are sitting down one after another
What if the soldiers meet
Thousands of troops and thousands of horses
The sound of galloping horses is really good
The war has been going on for many years
Success and failure are coming in the blink of an eye
A little bit of beacon fire beacon fire
The beacon fire is recalled in autumn
That beacon fire Memories of Autumn
Ho`ho`ho`ho`
The killings passed by like the wind
Hoar`ho`ho`ho`
The memory of the beacon fire enters autumn
Hooh`ho`ho`ho`
The blood of the royal family is like a river
The armor is stained with blood and I kill with tears
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Who owns the city full of chrysanthemums
Above the palace there is smoke and wind and sand
Life and death are but a scar
My armor is stained with blood and I kill with tears< /p>
Who owns the city full of chrysanthemums
Above the palace there is smoke and wind and sand
Life and death are but a scar
My armor is stained with blood and I kill with tears
Throw you down and see who falls
The history of love, hate, joy and sorrow is left behind
Who is cool among the arrows
You The tears are soft and hurt
The pale moon bends to hold the past
The night is too long and condenses into frost
Who is cold in the attic The earth is in despair
The rain gently sighs at the vermilion window
I leaned on the paper and was blown by the wind
The dream turned into a wisp of fragrance in the distance
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Your appearance is blown away by the wind
The chrysanthemums are burning brightly
Your smile has turned yellow
The flowers are falling and my heart is broken, my mind is quiet Lying down
Swayed slightly by the wind
Your shadow keeps cutting
Leave me alone in the lake and feel sad
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The flowers have finished their wounds and have fallen into splendor
The withering market is full of ghosts
Touching the lonely firewood with my hand and tearing it in half with sorrow
He can no longer fall in love and will be shaken for the rest of his life
Whose country is in a panic with the sound of horse hooves
My military uniform is roaring with vicissitudes
The sky is slightly bright and you whisper softly Sigh
A night of melancholy is so euphemistic
The chrysanthemums burned brightly, your smile has turned yellow
The flowers have fallen and my heart is broken, and I lie quietly with my thoughts
< p>Slightly shaken by the windYour shadow is constantly being cut
I am left alone and sad on the lake
The chrysanthemums are burning brightly and your smile has faded Huang
The flowers are falling, my heart is broken, and my thoughts lie quietly
It is slightly shaken by the wind
Your shadow keeps cutting
Alone Leave me alone and sad in the lake