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Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
The role is full of autumn colors, stuffed with rouge and purple at night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
Rolling on the golden platform, I took Yulong to die for you.
Write that the Lord fought to the death to repay the monarch's kindness.