Please complete the eulogy of the Song Dynasty! Mourning the monarch, the princes and generals, the sages of society, mourning the parents, mourning the spouse, mourning the brothers and sisters, mourning the teachers, mourning the friends, all are fine.
Alright, the following is the eulogy of the Song Dynasty: The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Snow covers the mountains and forests, but they don't bloom. I want to lead light cavalry to chase the heavy snow, full of bows and swords. 30 years of life and death, both boundless, do not even think about it, it is unforgettable. Four thousand miles of lonely grave, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet again, we should not know dust, face and hair like frost. I dreamed at night that I had suddenly returned to my hometown. I was dressing up by the window of the small pavilion. 7 We look at each other without saying a word, only a thousand lines of tears. I want to buy osmanthus flowers and drink with them, but I don't like young people to travel. If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? The world is as unpredictable as chess. I wish we could spend a long time together. Things remain the same, but people have changed. 13 days and nights, there is no end to this hatred. Peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze, not regretting that passers-by can't be seen. Spring is late in the empty courtyard, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground, but the door is not open. Tears in my eyes, I ask the flowers, but I don't say anything. The flowers fly over the swing. I miss you, I hate you, I hate you, I, I hate you, I, I hate you, I, 18 After parting, tears fell like rain. I want to buy osmanthus flowers and carry wine with me, but I don't like young people to travel. 20 days will last forever, and this hatred will never end.