I Have a Sword Like Mountains and Seas

The sky is clear, the beacon smoke knife is hundreds of miles away. The setting sun fades into embers. The wind is blowing, and the yellow sand is fierce. The city is in ruins. The road is long and rugged and no one knows it. The shadow of a horse treading water. The water is surging, and the mountains and rivers are tidal. Spear and halberd flag. The sound of drums is like thunder, and the lyrics are high. The prosperity has gone and the love has gone away, and the strong wine warms the drunkenness. The dead leaves are cool and the children are walking along the road, forgetting the floating scenery. Don't tell lies when you are pickled and splashed with skin. There are hundreds of battles between life and death. The vast desert is full of graves, and the heroes' clothes are stained with blood. The smoke of gunfire has cleared outside Yulou Pass, and it's time for the soul to return. When I was young, I fought with swords in the world, and boasted that the world was just around the corner. However, along the way, I looked back and smiled without realizing it. Everyone has a world in their hearts, and this is the world in my heart.