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There are people in green clothes going down the mountain, and there are people in white clothes going up the mountain. They are holding swords and looking at the rivers and lakes. They laugh and ask whether there are immortals in the world. There are generals who draw their bows, there are girls who cry at night, how many loyal souls are buried in foreign lands, who will let down the beauty of the country? Sighing on destiny, hating the world's sentiments, passion is always annoyed by ruthlessness, the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life!