Hairpin Family

The whip burns the mountains, the sword leaves good deeds, and the eight thousand miles of rivers and mountains are traversed. I drink by the Mayue Lake and sing again on the banks of the Tangdiyou River. To save the country, to fight in red blood, to fight hundreds of battles again. The mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire are calm, and the white bones are calm in the sky. Who taught me how to fear the liver and gallbladder? Step on my robe's blood and flesh, and share life and death with my robe. A hot-blooded child, how can he be afraid of death? Mountains and rivers are heavy.