A poem written by Admiral Yi Sunsin.

 On the bright night of the moon on Hansan Island, Hansan Island, Ilsungho is boiling someone else's child somewhere in the car sitting alone on the Suru, cold next to a big knife and suffering deeply. There is no way to devote loyalty to polishing in great times because he passed half a life without reading a single bottle of Muje. In the past, I wrote a big hat, read, and write Today, I run to the battlefield with a big knife, so I have young evening smoke tears in my mind, and in the middle of the night, I feel bad and hurt my heart at dawn. No matter how busy he was going to the mountain on the day the improvement called, he carved his name on Yeonyeonsan Mountain. Muje 2 is far away. There is no way to hear the news of the north. It's Han-ro who couldn't do it when he was a servant. There is a way to beat the enemy in the sleeve, but there is no way to save the people in the heart. The sky and earth are dark, but frosty, and fishy blood from the mountains and the sea is wet. After loosening up the words and sending them back to Hwayang, they will live with abs on. It is time for lonely servants to go far west of Jin Joong-eum 1's cart and worry about the dangerous body country from the north of the princes to make merit. When I swear at the sea, I feel a dragon and I don't know the vegetation because I swear at the mountain. If I defeat all these enemies, I will die and refuse. How can we know that our country, which has been enjoying Jinjungum for 2,300 years, will be in a hurry overnight? On the day I got on the boat and swore with a mast, I pulled out a knife and stood tall on the mountain. I guess how long their fate has been, and it's sad that they don't enjoy writing again about the enemy's situation. Thinking about sitting alone on a cool night in the autumn wind in the sea of Jinjungum 3, peace is everywhere in this country. They're going through a lot right now. Each person lowers their achievements, but their names are useless and the world knows them. After calming the worries of the periphery, Do-yeon-myeong's trading company, I will also recite it. You have fulfilled your positions by following and serving your superiors, but comforting and loving your subordinates was not enough. Bring your souls together and receive the offerings you have made here.