"The Ancient Road to the West of Beijing"
Written by Li Yuzi
Climbing up from a vine
The Yuan Dynasty is not far away
The famous autumn and the oncoming early spring
Into its prosperity and decline together
Imagining the growth rings of a tree
I Grow old quietly
Three poets are far less lucky than a crow
Its cry
has become a homophone in Sanqu
Dadu (DU) rests a thousand years away
On the huge territory of the Yuan Dynasty
It is impossible to find the winding curve
You Just a small order in the land that survived
No matter late autumn or early spring
It is still the memory of a bridge
The glitz is just a A dream
Only thoughts are rippling in the heart of the bridge
At this time
The rootless wind is floating outside the mouth
Similar people are together On the bridge
Zhao Qian, Sun and Li people in the village
Like Ma Zhiyuan
They are all masters of the season
Listening to the moon Li Feijunyu The arrival of Zi only made three more fallen leaves this autumn
February 27, 2012
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Exception 1:
"I am the descendant of the caravan"
Text/Li Yuzi< /p>
The horse team will give the last ray of light
Step into the hoof nest
I am already on the ancient road in the west of Beijing
My grandfather back then
Smuggled smuggled salt
My father back then
Drove donkeys and mules
Escorted ammunition
I was from a caravan Descendants
Take advantage of the night
I want to traffic a woman out of the city
November 8, 2010
Extra number 2:
p>"Reading Information"
Text/Tingyue
You said you would give me half of your life's happiness
I flushed all night long
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You leave your life and death love to the woman in the Book of Songs
I will bury the Book of Songs
Three thousand feet in the center of the earth to study it alone
Your grandfather who smuggled smuggled salt walked along the ancient road in western Beijing
You want to use that road to traffic another woman out of the city
I think you should bribe the ancient people on that road. Check with officials
And prepare sweat towels along the way
February 29, 2012
Extra No. 3: "Tian Jing Sha: Autumn Thoughts"
Article/Ma Zhiyuan (Yuan Dynasty)
Withered vines and old trees, crows are dimming,
People live on small bridges and flowing water,
Westerly winds and thin horses on ancient roads.
The sun sets in the west,
The heartbroken people are at the end of the world.