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Thirteen Lines
Martial Arts十三行
Menglong Little Sword
This is a piece of history that has been covered in dust. This is the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road; here is a young man holding a musket, brushing away the dust and cutting through the rise and fall of the Guangdong Thirteenth Bank, a once rich and powerful business group, and the hatred of family and country. The river eastward has swept away so many heroes' old dreams, and the bright moon is silent, and has seen so much prosperity in the world; Youdao saw him building a tall building, saw him entertaining guests, and saw his building collapse; in the old days, the orioles in front of the hall were fat and the swallows were thin, but now they are just a pile of earthy buns; the smoke of gunfire is not as good as a glass of wine, and the spring breeze is not as good as a small boat; the white-haired old man and the old lady are happy to meet each other, and many infatuated old dreams are all whispered and laughed at.
This is a piece of history that has been covered in dust. This is the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road; here is a young man holding a musket, brushing away the dust and cutting through the rise and fall of the Guangdong Thirteenth Bank, a once rich and powerful business group, and the hatred of family and country. The river eastward has swept away so many heroes' old dreams, and the bright moon is silent, and has seen so much prosperity in the world; Youdao saw him building a tall building, saw him entertaining guests, and saw his building collapse; in the old days, the orioles in front of the hall were fat and the swallows were thin, but now they are just a pile of earthy buns; the smoke of gunfire is not as good as a glass of wine, and the spring breeze is not as good as a small boat; the white-haired old man and the old lady are happy to meet each other, and many infatuated old dreams are all whispered and laughed at.
Thirteen Lines
Martial Arts十三行
Menglong Little Sword
This is a piece of history that has been covered in dust. This is the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road; here is a young man holding a musket, brushing away the dust and cutting through the rise and fall of the Guangdong Thirteenth Bank, a once rich and powerful business group, and the hatred of family and country. The river eastward has swept away so many heroes' old dreams, and the bright moon is silent, and has seen so much prosperity in the world; Youdao saw him building a tall building, saw him entertaining guests, and saw his building collapse; in the old days, the orioles in front of the hall were fat and the swallows were thin, but now they are just a pile of earthy buns; the smoke of gunfire is not as good as a glass of wine, and the spring breeze is not as good as a small boat; the white-haired old man and the old lady are happy to meet each other, and many infatuated old dreams are all whispered and laughed at.
This is a piece of history that has been covered in dust. This is the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road; here is a young man holding a musket, brushing away the dust and cutting through the rise and fall of the Guangdong Thirteenth Bank, a once rich and powerful business group, and the hatred of family and country. The river eastward has swept away so many heroes' old dreams, and the bright moon is silent, and has seen so much prosperity in the world; Youdao saw him building a tall building, saw him entertaining guests, and saw his building collapse; in the old days, the orioles in front of the hall were fat and the swallows were thin, but now they are just a pile of earthy buns; the smoke of gunfire is not as good as a glass of wine, and the spring breeze is not as good as a small boat; the white-haired old man and the old lady are happy to meet each other, and many infatuated old dreams are all whispered and laughed at.