"Qinyuanchun" is on a journey with songs, the vegetation is lush, and the young people are walking around. Look at the broad sky, and the clouds are rolling around. Looking at the road ahead, there is no end to blood. Eight poles and nine fields, the battle map is pushed horizontally, and the sword is pointed before the mountains and rivers. When the wind and cloud come, the nine warriors of Lianyu will come together to attack and wipe out! I still remember my hometown once sleeping, looking for the affectionate past and asking for the geese to return. The four descendants of all directions, the peaceful and rising sun, tigers, leopards and bears, fall to the ground! Starry eyes, eyebrows, red brocade The kings in the flower robes and the sleeves of the coat are all in court. I still don’t forget, Hou Guangming’s good news, those days and years.