"Tiger Soul Dragon Soul"
The snow stream in Changshan Mountain is covered with green front, and the young tiger nestles in the warm spring breeze.
Sharp claws and hidden teeth lie down and rise together, and the cold stars reflect the courage and tower together.
When the sun is covered with blood and rain, the pines and waves of the ancient stream prove the loyalty.
With white hair, I can still hear the roar of the forest, and the silver spear hangs in the moonlit sky.
