Introduction
"The candles burning out in my memory of you late at night are gone, and the snow is falling again as spring passes and autumn comes.
The setting sun shines on the ancient road, asking you if you are coming home
Go thousands of miles to guard the border, send cold clothes thousands of miles
The army is in the north of the mountain, it is difficult to return in this life
The country is picturesque, but the bones are so tired
Hengyang wild geese return again, thinking of you, you will not come back
Green willows and green willows, yellow sand flying in the desert
Endless to the ends of the earth, we all lean on each other."
Thousands of years, with a flick of the finger, all the grudges and grudges are gone with the breeze. Only love has not gone with the breeze...