Remember Huo Qubing (1)
The desert in the west is windy,
Yellow sand to heroes.
Be immortal,
Only this young man is a man.
In addition, due to the untimely death of General Huo Shao, I am also quite sighing.
Remember Huo Qubing (2)
The night is already dark and hazy, and the blade of the sword shines under the general's lamp.
I can still hear loud words, but now my black hair is long gone.
Even if the merits and demerits are numerous, turn your head empty.
I also wrote an article about Wenchuan.
Notes of Wenchuan (New Age)
The sky was clear and cloudless, but suddenly there was a thunderbolt.
In the middle of Sichuan, the earth shook and the mountains tilted, and Gankun reversed.
Hearing the call of a female voice, her voice was piercing and serious.
Seeing the ruins is shocking everywhere.
After a thousand years, the soul is scattered, and there is no such trace.
People who escape from danger have no joy, but miss their companions.
Think about how many spirits are buried in the ruins.
However, people who are from China are fearless.
It is a tradition in China that when one party is in trouble, all parties come to help quickly.
On the ruins, everyone is struggling, and everyone loves it.
One hundred thousand military songs resounded through Bashu.
Everyone tries their best to collect an earth-shattering feeling.
In a word-
It is easy to shake the mountain, but difficult to shake the soul of China!
Famous articles recommended:
Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"
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