Mountains and Rivers Stain the Heart and the Years Become Monuments

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust. The sons and daughters of China have the responsibility to protect their land.