What are the rivers and lakes? They are nothing more than the light of swords and the shadow of swords, the roar of the west wind
What is a hero? He is just a drinker and a sword, and he laughs away his grudges.
The road of humanity is difficult to walk, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be.
I say that everything in life needs practice, don't be afraid of rough roads
A hero is short of breath, but a son and daughter are in love.
Why do children in the world have to complain? Dreams fall and flowers fly, and I get drunk and lean on the autumn wind.
The writing is slow but must be warm, love me little love me long
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