The so-called Iraqi people, in the water side

 The so-called Iraqi people, in the water side.
Back from the whirl, road resistance and long,
back of the tour, the Central Wan in the water.
Mm walls, stroking the Pan moss pillar, opposite direction when I excitedly afar, there is always a trace of sour throat washed, the total heard a voice say loudly: remember? your ancestors called Yanhuang. < br> Some people told me that there was a big fish, living in the North sea that place, it turned into a giant bird, hovering between heaven and earth. hanging on clouds like a giant bird-like wings, although nine miles can also be soared. sages can include Sky gives us the mind, for us to shape a broad and grand hall.
time, there is a strange youth named Kang, his provisional sentence, before playing a song must sound, it Kuanpao Bo with flying in the wind, he used the most elegant gesture to face death. a few years past, there is still buzzing, but he did not know, really is not cut off scores, but his proud and even the clothes on his body. < br> I have dreams of Datang, and a poet named Li Bai wander through, and that he drinks the blade on the coldness, his lover, the moon is in the air. I saw him wandering in the next month, singing singing, opened his long hair with the wind, flowing robes look like a fairy.
but later changed the emperor, and he won a scholar with a glass of wine, get rid of the generals. His descendants eventually fled into the earthly paradise, the hand over large tracts of land. But in the cold north, is there an army fighting alongside the enemy said, there Yue Jiajun in, we can not play victory. Alas, the hero was bogey, Chan disco Zhang, a ray of loyal soul finally dissipated in the near West Lake, the spirit of a nation on the demise of such irreversible. But in the bloody sunset, I seem to see someone insert it into the soil, it is general used, a rather break than bend the Ying gun.
time wheels yo sway, and finally lost in the Year of Monkey, where the direction. so thin the West Lake, Plum Ridge, to build a shrine to commemorate this tragedy. that the frail man named Shi Kefa scholar, he was reluctant to spread the high beam bun , not to take off his clothes ancestors left, so he decided to co-exist with the city were killed, lost their lives, protect the faith. brutal killings, such as the mountain of bones, not able to bury the nation's spirit, it was believed that thousands of years , it will still gleaming in the land of China.
to the thousands of hundred years later, I got into McDonald's hall, I put on the fashion brand Gucci, I casually singing my heart will go on, but inexplicable heart-breaking, because I heard a voice say out loud: forgot? Yanhuang your ancestors name.
I remember, a group of blue-eyed wolf bronze, with gunboats, the dissolution of the our temples, our temple destroyed. So today, after a century we have the musical prodigy mm, but not knowledge corner house sign business, we can build high-rise buildings, but can not tolerate a piece of ethics arch, we wear a suit Gelv, but no his own clothes.
where the ceremonies? where my Chinese Kenjiro?
why I wear the most beautiful clothes, you say that I am abnormal behavior? why I cherish the Han equipment, You actually say that it is a hibiscus? Why is my sincere confession, you are a total joke when it is? why I shed tears of joy, did not you have moved a heart of stone?
where the Lutheran town? in Where, my Chinese Kenjiro?
enterohepatic I do not want this pain off, do not want no one admire the wisdom of their ancestors, Chinese Dress I do not want to preach down by the Japanese. So, I always had a desire to one day We can pick up their own culture, propped up the backbone of the nation.
remember it, remember it, there was a time called the Han and Tang Dynasties, there was a river called the Yangtze River, there was a pair of totem called the Dragon, there was a Colorful plumage mm pieces called!