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The yellow finches cry
As they flock to the jujube tree.
Who is to be buried alive with Lord Mu?
Mr. Zi-ju, Yan-xi.
This Yan-xi ¡V brave and intelligent,
Trembles helplessly when approaching the tomb.
Oh heaven! Oh heaven!
Why does a good man have to die!
If only he could be replaced ¡V
Hundreds of us are willing to take his place.
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