On the way to my homeland, The mountains are magnificent, The waters are great, The plains are broad, The borders are boundless, The desert tells stories of sorrow. My country that is in suffering. You asked me why I left? People are not who they were. Always lost between life and death. Following the steps of our forefathers. Comparing the luminous of the sun and the moon.
Those exceptional generals and talents who defend the country are still recalling the prosperity and glory of China. If the bureaucrats are bold enough to advice and argue, then the country would thrive. Those who sacrificed themselves for the country and people may be gone, their spirits still lingered as if they're living.
It was written by Jhan, heng- cheng (詹杭橙 師兄) #bisiji3 #chiaochan27 #vivre26 #Charlotte #Charlotte_Jhan #Beth85448874 #confucius #confucianism #taoism #taoist #buddhism #peace #awakening #obedience #No_Rights_Reserved #nocopyright ⭐This Text is in the public domain and has no copyright.
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