Blood and English resounded all over the world, not counting the waves and beaches of that year.
Shihu really can't have feathers, and the city fox knows it when it grits its teeth.
You have to hold the sword at the end of your life, and the rhinoceros shines in the head language.
I remember that the more I go to Taiwan Province, the more spring comes, and the women's walls are red all over kapok.
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Pay attention to safety after leaving,
Then we met and everything was desolate,
It's hard to look back,
There is endless hatred for the destruction of the country.
Don't enjoy this life,
To make matters worse,
My eyes are like yesterday,
I often work hand in hand every night.
Full of blood, cut for you.
Tears dyed the clouds red,
Leaning on the cold front and reading carefully,
The residual lamp is like a bean.
Leave this at the bottom,
Empty orders, old friends and friends.
I am ashamed to wear my head as old as before.
It's not easy to wade across mountains and rivers,
May the lonely soul look after the car.
Heartbroken, difficult to bend.
Be arrested and occupied
Yan Songcheng, a generous man, calmly became a prisoner of Chu.
Draw a knife for quick success and instant benefit, and live up to the young head.
Stay in the soul, and the remains will pay for the ashes.
Blue phosphorescence never dies, and it shines in Yantai every night.
The Japanese on the Yellow Sea boat asked for sentences and looked at the map of the Russo-Japanese war.
Wan Li returns to the clouds, and the East China Sea carries spring thunder alone.
Endure to see the picture change color, willing to let Jiangshan pay for the ashes.
Turbid wine does not quench the tears of worrying about the country, and we should strive for talents when saving.
Ping shi ten thousand heads of blood, also want to save Li Kun.
It's a great feeling to cross the Pacific Ocean from Shanghai to France via the United States.
Just like the sea is dizzy into ice, the sky is heavy and you can't knock.
The moon is short because the wind is about to fall and sparse stars suddenly grow in the water.
When you hear songs, you often feel ashamed, but when you read history, your tears easily condense.
There is no need to look back in the old country, and the ship will go deep into the waves.