The person is not finished yet, the soul is already old
Time is gone, the world of mortals is hard to support
God's will is rare, so many springs and autumns, so many beauties and withered bones
It's hard to shed tears, remembering the glory of the past
When I was a teenager in fresh clothes and angry horses
Purpose: We are willing to sacrifice the health of our family and country in exchange for leaving a name in history.