(单词翻译:单击)
Loushan Pass Fierce the west wind, Wild geese cry under the frosty morning moon. Under the frosty morning moon Horses' hooves clattering, Bugles sobbing1 low. Idle boast the strong pass is a wall of iron, With firm strides we are crossing its summit. We are crossing its summit, The rolling hills sea-blue, The dying sun blood-red.
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忆秦娥《娄山关》 |
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<主方>Ⅰ adj.湿透的 | |
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