Praise Qin's ancient poems

1, Qin Feng-naked.

Have I nothing to wear? Robe with my son. Wang Yuxing, fix my spear. Hatred with my son!

Have I nothing to wear? Take your son. Wang Yu started the division and repaired my spear and halberd Work with your son!

Have I nothing to wear? Take your son. Wang Yu started his division and trained our soldiers. Go with your son!

2, Qin Wang swept Liuhe, eyeing He Xiongzai! Swords make clouds, and princes come to the West. (Li Bai's "Antique")

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