Maybe her face is like jade, maybe she is unparalleled in the world, but there is no longer the dazzling brilliance of the stars in the past. The dim fireworks under the night are still there, the sound of the phoenix flute is moving, the light of the jade pot is spinning, the fish and dragon dance all night long, the prosperity is lonely, the beautiful shadow is dim
How far is the road ahead? !
The proud branches of the red plum trees are stained with blood on the white snow.
For the sake of the mountains and rivers being safe
For those peaceful years
He (she) has no retreat.
Acacia becomes a song
No longer looking at each other
The vast sea of people
Purpose: Even in troubled times, there are still people who sing for life, for hope, for morning glow and dusk, or for the glory of the family, or for the well-being of the people in a corner, or for the country, the country, each other in our hearts, and all the people we want to protect.