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Rocks pierce the sky and set off beacon fire, even if it never comes back, so what about this battle! Thousands of arrows are shooting out, the night is as bright as day, the swords and swords are intertwined, looking at the cold moon like teeth, riding a horse alone! The wind swept through the broken cavalry and cracked the armor, and the blood stained the yellow sand for thousands of miles. Amid the laughter of success and failure, I left with Qing Shi! The sword rises in the rivers and lakes. I cover the bright moon with my sleeves. How many years have I gone alone? I am used to seeing the light of the sword shining through the dark night. The setting sun in the yellow sand is like blood. How many souls are dying here. I believe in the horse and let it go. My heart is already hurt. I ride the horse and fly to a distant place. When I am successful, I will return home. There is a slight frost on my temples. Who cares about the west wind and is alone in the cold. I am drunk at midnight and sigh for desolation!