Cheng Keshu immediately recited aloud in a slightly sad and low tone, saying: When I climb the ancient city wall, when I caress the decayed pillars, when I lean on the railing and look out in the distance with excitement, there will always be a trace of sourness. When I get up my throat, I always hear a voice saying loudly: Remember? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang!...
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