Beauty and country, should we abandon beauty or country?
On the battlefield, you have a long edge. Fight and fight.
Finally me.
He holds the power of the world.
Embracing a stunning face.
But you are the only one missing.
Tomb of Heroes, Gentle Township.
The weeds in front of whose grave are half over,
Who are the people sitting and sleeping in the countryside?
When I have a head full of white hair, your face is no longer old.
Heroes and beauties, fighting on the battlefield, conquering the world, immortal music.
This article is inspired by Hetu Da's "The World".
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