Hyunwon Song

Family was bad, do not complain .. I was nine years old my father died, Had driven out of the village. Do not tell me you are poor. I survive feeding on voles and A life-or-death war, my profession, and My own work. Do not Tell was born in a small country. I have no friends except for shadow. i have Soldiers, only 100,000 People, including children and the elderly, and it did not even have an additional 2,000,000. Do not complain, no learning, and no force I’m does not know how to use a my name Others listen Learned how to be wise. do not tell me so numb that i should give up, i had escaped wearing the knife on the neck i Was able to survived took the arrows on the cheek. enemy is not outside than inside of me I sweep away that cumbersome to me i’m became Genghis Khan as soon as overcome by my own