The sun sets over the deserted city, the autumn mountains twilight, and the sun sets over my homeland. The blood and tears of the remaining people have all turned to frost, and the autumn wind of Nanyang is blowing. There are two vast mountains and clouds, and the Han Dynasty has been towering for three hundred years. In the court hall of the Sheji Ancestral Temple, the young emperor came out of Beimang. An isolated island can store firewood, and three households can extinguish the cold.
The battlefield description is great
Well written and rich in content
Beautiful, but ends too quickly