Ying Gaodi

be overstaffed - rén fú yú shì

There is a long way to go - mǎ shuǐ chē lóng

When people gather firewood, the flame is high - zhòng rén shí chái huǒ yàn gāo

charge into the enemy ranks - cuī fēng xiàn zhèn

Dry and crisp - gān bā lì cuì

the wind cuts like a knife and the frost bites into one 's flesh like a sword - fēng dāo shuāng jiàn

A gathering of flowers - huā cuán jǐn jù

Forced death and forced life - qiǎng sǐ qiǎng huó

There is no time to talk - tán bù róng kǒu

The warbler is jealous of the swallow - yīng cāi yàn dù