The ruins of the ancient city wall express modern poetry

The ancient city wall in front of us,

You have extended my life.

I had you more than 800 years ago,

Tell me, it is so deep.

Do you think I am old?

In fact, I am still young, keeping out the cold for you in the rustling wind.

Do you think I suck?

In fact, I am still strong, and I send you cool in hot summer.

Without me,

You will forget that you are cold and hungry.

Without me,

You will forget the sword and shadow of the battlefield.

Without me,

Your bones and muscles will gradually soften.

Without me,

Your heads will gradually lower.

Do not laugh at me. I'm mottled now,

I don't need luxuries.

Do not laugh at me. I'm broke now,

Only in this way can we recall the height of the past more.

I stand quietly in front of your eyes,

Watching the ups and downs of the morning sun in the clouds.

I stand quietly behind you,

Strongly remind you that you need an unyielding soul in the storm.

I listen to every morning song happily,

You set off again with a mission.

I listen to every dance music happily,

When you dance, charming flowers bloom everywhere.