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Unformatted text preview: : Q2Q2H3 SVO5(Q2Q2H) ¸ ’ W¸ ª ’ Ð9[E V VV S4(Q2H2)B2V ¸ ’ W¸ ª ’ Ð9 [ E ¸ ’ W¸ ª ’ Ð9 [ E ¸ ’ W¸ ª ’ Ð9 [ E In the first month of winter the good son of outstanding family from ten districts, their blood becomes the water of the chentao swamp. The wilds are vast, the sky is clear, there is no sound of fight, forty thousand imperial soldiers all died in one day. Barbarians came back and washed their arrows by snow, and they continued to sing barbarian song and drink in the capital market. The people of the capital turn their head facing north where they cry, day and night, they hope the imperial army will arrive. song on climbing the youzhou tower °’ W ¸ ¸ ’W¸ ª ’ Ð9 [ E Before me I don’t see the ancient people. Behind me I don’t see the people who are yet come. Thinking of the vastness of heaven and earth all alone, I’m sorrowful tears begin to flow. 8 ×^¸ ª’ 8 ×^¸ ª’ 8 ×^¸ ª’ 8 ×^¸ ª’ 8 ×^¸ ª’ 8 ×^¸ ª’ The tread in the hand of the loving mother, the jacket on the back of a traveling son. As he is about to leave, she sews carefully. She is afraid that he is returning after a long time , who would says the heart of a little inch of grass. Would every repay fully the sunlight of third month of spring (warmth) ° 8×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ 8 ×^ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ ¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ 8 ×^¸ª’ The northern wind rolls the land and broke the white grass; the barbarian sky in the eighth month is flying snow. Suddenly it just like in a night the spring wind comes, when overnight the countless pear trees blooms open. Spread into the pearl curtain moist and wet the silken curtain, the fox fur garment is not warm and the back cover is thin. The general’s bow cannot be drawn, the commander’s metal coat is cold they still wear it. The desert in all direction is hundred meters of ice. Sad looking cloud are gloomy, over a cross ten thousand miles. The military secretary sets up wine to toast for home bound travelers huqin,pipa, and tribal flute. ...
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