Singing While Drinking

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, how many heroic sons and daughters have buried their loyal bones in the green mountains; thousands of miles of long songs, how many cold springs and autumns, seas and mulberry fields - there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, chivalry is the bone of the sword, justice is the blade, and the scabbard is made of heaven and earth! Since this troubled world is so turbid, let's turn our body into a sword and cut out a clear and prosperous world!