Poetry and Prose: The Dream of the Great Wall

Poetry and Prose: Dreams of the Great Wall/Bees

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Rugged and winding

The length of Wan Li

Who is looking forward to the future?

In order to resist humans from the north

Build stones on the ridge

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People who reach the Great Wall consider themselves heroes.

Can you feel the grandeur of the ancient road?

There are not only stones

Flesh and blood.

Ten million' ghosts' in Qian Qian.

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The emperor known as the first emperor in history.

Even in troubled times.

Even the world.

But I can't calm my heart.

You can't dream in a thousand years.

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You want to live forever, and the blood is flowing.

You want to live forever and hide all the bars in the world.

Build the Great Wall of Wan Li

In the thick wall

Dream of your first emperor.

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But did you dream?

You will never be over two years old.

Thought that with the high wall on the ridge,

Wooden rolling stones at the mouth of the arrow platform

You can lock up great rivers and mountains

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Why? Thick stone walls.

But Wu's farm tools are full of praise.

Your dream is like a magnificent building.

Be ransacked

Collapse in an instant and disappear into the smoke.

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You left a miracle like a sigh.

Leave too many doubts to the world

Leave a sigh that "the Great Wall of Wan Li still exists today"

But I didn't leave you forever.

I didn't leave your great rivers and mountains behind.

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Heroes like to toss themselves.

Light a bonfire for the world

Light a bonfire for beauty

I didn't realize it until finally.

Right and wrong, success or failure, turn your head into nothingness.