You want to defend your country and open up new frontiers. Your blood is still hot and you are ambitious.

I wipe the tassel gun for you and put on the military uniform for you.

On the battlefield, don't laugh or get drunk and watch Kyushu's beacon smoke rise.

I'll send you to sing the battle song.

Listen, there was Rongdi last night.

Knock on my yanmenguan and climb my ten-foot wall.

Look, there is a bonfire party in Kyushu.

The bonfire of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers is burning in seconds.

I'll sing you a song.

Although the bow in the palm is cold, the blood is still hot.

Pour this glass of wine for you

I wish you come back from your trip and come back in triumph.

I dreamed that you would fight in January.

Xing Jun dreamed of June in January.

I dreamed that you would come back for a year.

Xing Jun has been dreaming of your return for a year.

I dreamed that you didn't pay it back for five years.

You've had a dream for five years, and you won't return it.

My dream is not ten years from now.

Ten years of dreams are gone.

It is said that the snow outside the Great Wall has been blowing all night, making it difficult to walk.

I weave a bright moonlight and would like to be your Sina.

Wen Jun jumped onto his horse, raised his tassel gun, and tried to make Rongde wine.

I'll treat you to Zhu Jie wine.

* * * Drunk

I'll sing you a song.

Although the bow in the palm is cold, the blood is still hot.

Pour this glass of wine for you

I wish you come back from your trip and come back in triumph.

I dreamed that you would fight in January.

Xing Jun dreamed of June in January.

I dreamed that you would come back for a year.

Xing Jun has been dreaming of your return for a year.

I dreamed that you didn't pay it back for five years.

You've had a dream for five years, and you won't return it.

My dream is not ten years from now.

Ten years of dreams are gone.

When you want to go to the frontier, your blood is still hot and your ambitions are everywhere.

I wipe the tassel gun for you and put on the military uniform for you.

Jundao was drunk on the battlefield, watching the smoke from Kyushu.

I'll send you to sing the battle song.

I can't sing now. Welcome back.

I stood on the tower and counted 300 thousand soldiers

Suddenly, I saw your gun astride the horse, and your old clothes and temples were all white.

I'll fill it with Zhu Jie and ask.

Ke Jun Ankang