Snow Drifts Six Thousand Miles

The snow drifts six thousand miles a night, and the weather in my homeland is cold and there is no spring in the dream. - Ning Qingyi You can plan for people, country, and world, you can plan for everything, but Mr. Luo is the only one. ——Xuan Tianjian The cold wind blows at everything, the beacon fire rushes the city, the dead bones are buried in green clothes, and the white head looks at the hometown - Xuan Tianjian There is Qingyi in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the six thousand miles of frontier is safe.