Lyrics of Yinlin's old city

Sitting at the end of the blue sky and White Dew

To warm the wine cup in the night

I also have the heart and soul of the Qin and the sword to share with you

Jiulongtan is hard to sink

Crossing the river and cutting through the thorns

Later, the soldiers drove Xingyue across the mountains

I'm always complacent when I don't see a song of triumph

Hate to leave, hate to leave my heart

One sword alone once blocked a million Masters

Who in Fenglin can kill Chengguan

Life should be a long song

Liver and gall in the ink of zhanre Khan bamboo

Don't walk in the rivers and lakes, be used to leisure

The heart writes the loyal character, the stroke ever disorderly does not say is not the sentiment light

I also have the courage to share the sufferings with you

Building rivers and mountains by hand

One sword alone once blocked a million Masters

Who in Fenglin can kill Chengguan

Life should be a long song

Liver and gall in the ink of zhanre Khan bamboo

Dark bloodstain, water is hard to wash, old traces are clear

Pain in the cottage of the wounded

To touch the half palace again

But the tone turns, inadvertently mixed with a few breath, sighing softly

There is a nameless gun broken on the loess

Who does the sky set up for? The wind rolls the dust away

When I wipe the blade, I raise my eyes to see the flag trembling

Meet again and smile lightly