Drunken Country

Glazed tiles, yellow dragon walls, The two fathers of the Yang family sit high on the golden throne, and each of the four powerful families has their own agenda. Green glazed corners, golden eaves towers, Avalokitesvara's maidservant stands leaning on the railing, but the girl with a red whisk is out of reach of her whip. The water carries the boat and capsizes it. The heroes of the Eighteenth Route Army rose up in the face of danger, and the heroes competed with each other. The sky and earth in the Central Plains are vast, and the smoke is howling and the north wind is fierce. I swear to be a good man with a bloody heart, and I will fight alone with swords and guns and thousands of troops. The flames of war raged, blood flowed like rivers, and one general succeeded and tens of thousands of bones withered. The desires of life and death, the success of the king and the defeat of the bandits, the tears of regret and regret. Waiting to start over again, clean up the old mountains and rivers and let the dream be drunk. (QQ group: 223680266)