Lyrics of xiaoqu'er's book of wild geese

Wild goose book

Wind and frost wear away pride, dust once more spring

The merits and demerits of Huang Sha's burial

An old tune, only a shadow

The dusk lingers and refuses to sink

The ruins are stacked, and the golden dagger is young without love and hatred

Iron horse crisscross the years, give me a scar

Breaking the halberd and sinking the sand, raising the whip to eliminate the dust is nothing but the cold blade

White bones are only loyal to the history of Qing Dynasty

The wind is the blade of the desert

I put pen and ink in a round of dyeing two points

Defending the border and looking to the North

Take me this paper full of Li Wen and ask if it's true

The ruins are stacked, and the golden dagger is young without love and hatred

Iron horse crisscross the years, give me a scar

Breaking the halberd and sinking the sand, raising the whip to eliminate the dust is nothing but the cold blade

White bones are only loyal to the history of Qing Dynasty

The wind is the blade of the desert

I put pen and ink in a round of dyeing two points

Defending the border and looking to the North

Take me this paper full of Li Wen and ask if it's true

Withered branches fall all over the city, and the gate is mottled and floating

The meaning words on the shoulder are too heavy to turn around

Writing style steals seven points and can't bear to brand Jue Jue's three points

The word "prisoner" is "minister"

Wild goose carries her book back to the city

There is a saying on the paper that there is no distinction between life and death

Familiar with the pen burning hot heart door has nothing to do with the wind and moon lining

You can turn around with me

A journey of guarding mountains and rivers