e heart's resolve.After thousands of mountains, the wings grow old.Having looked at every eaves, there is none alike.Spring swallows cannot return to their nests.Wandering through the deserted city, I...ists."The general Yuwen Tuo, a towering man with many braids, rode a tall horse and had a voice like a trumpet. He laughed heartily, leaped from his steed, and strode forward a few steps to embrace th...