Lone Goose Watching the River

Introduction: Ten years after San San returned to the Jin Dynasty, things changed, and the young man shed tears to protect the Han family. Youth Blood The remaining snow weighs on the peach branches, The cold chicken crows in the night. The Qi of the sword for picking firewood is low, The fan swings and the bow sounds, The green shirt is full of tears in Yingchuan mud. Mountains and rivers are no longer unified, Looking back at my hometown, the moon shadow is low. Beimang Mountain, Guillotine, A bank of blood forms a bank in front of the sunset slope. Du Ji was angry and raised the corpse of Sanqiu. Sima Zhu, White clothes turn into red peach blossoms and fly. Chen Zhun burned scriptures and the flames illuminated the sky. One sword period, I swear to be ashes on the same night as Luoyang. When the dagger is still not rusty, The long bowstring never returns. Wait for the next life, Sell more wine, Carry more firewood, Then open up a way out of troubled times, Young blood is indestructible!