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赤足走在水边,历史的潮汐荡涤着岁月的痕迹。拾起一片落花,那里存在着一个绝美的世界。一曲歌,一个英雄的背影当她将沉重的利刃举到颈边,当她消逝在滚滚东去的浪花声中,当鲜血涂红了半天的云彩,英雄哀恸,乌骓悲鸣。他要成就千秋伟业,他要把“项羽”两字刻在历史的帝王册上,然而
Walk barefoot on the water’s edge, and the tide of history sweeps through the signs of years. Picking up a flower, there is a beautiful world. A song, a hero’s back When she lifted a heavy blade to the edge of the neck, when she disappeared in the sound of the rolling east, when the blood was red with a half-day cloud, the hero mourned, and Ujung mourned. He wants to succeed in the future. He will write the word Xiang Yu in the history of the Emperor. However,