Angry and furious, leaning against the railing, the drizzling rain is resting. Raise your eyes and howl in the sky, with a strong and intense heart. Thirty achievements and fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon. Don't be idle, the young man's head is white, empty and sorrowful. The shame of Jingkang still lingers on. When will the courtiers hate and perish. Drive a long car, break through the shortage of Helan Mountain, and aspire to starve for the meat of Hu Lu. Laughing and thirsty to drink the blood of the Xiongnu