Manzhu Shahua
Flowers on the other side, Huangquan Road, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall in different places;
Sorrow is like fire, love is like dew, and life is like summer flowers that cannot be retained.
When the wind and smoke pass, where the smoke of gunpowder is, Manzhushahua floods the city valley;
Participating in business and business, caring about life and death, why not drink and dance together?
(This poem was not written by me...)
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