"All the Rivers Are Red" is a song sung by Yang Hongji, and Yue Fei's "All the Rivers Are Red: Angry Hair Rushes to the Crown" is sung with an ancient tune.

Yang Hongji was born on February 8, 1941 in Dalian City, Liaoning Province. His ancestral home is Lidao Town, Rongcheng City, Weihai City, Shandong Province. He is a first-class actor in the Opera Troupe of the General Political Department. He is a baritone singer of the General Political Opera Troupe of the Chinese People's Liberation Army and enjoys special government allowances from the State Council. A national first-class actor, professor of the Vocal Music Department of the People's Liberation Army Academy of Arts, with the rank of major general. In 1959, he was admitted to the Dalian Song and Dance Troupe Opera House. In 1962, he was admitted to the General Political Opera Troupe of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

In June 1979, he joined the Communist Party of China. In 1999, he participated in the CCTV Spring Festival Gala musical "The New Tortoise and the Hare". In 2010, he participated in the 117th Anniversary Gala and the Charming Oriental New Year Party. He has won the Five One Project Award, Wenhua Performance Award, Chinese Drama Plum Blossom Award, China Golden Record Award, CCTV Music Television Gold Award, etc.

Song lyrics

I am so angry that I lean on the railing, look up at the rain break, look up to the sky and roar, my heart is strong. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, his head is full of grief and anger, he is leaning on the railing, and he looks up at the raindrops. Looking up to the sky and roaring loudly, my strong and fervent thoughts have made thirty years of fame and dust. The clouds and the moon are not easy to pass by for eight thousand miles. The white young man's head is empty and full of sorrow, and the empty sorrow is that of Jingkang's shame. It has not yet snowed, and the ministers hate it. When will the long chariot be destroyed?

Traveling through the Helan Mountains, I am hungry and eat the meat of Huns. I laugh and talk about thirsty and drink the blood of the Huns before starting over. I clean up the old mountains and rivers and face the Heavenly Palace. I stand on the railing of the Heavenly Palace with anger. Xiaoxiao looked up at the rain break, looked up to the sky and roared, full of enthusiasm and shame. It still hasn't snowed yet, and my ministers hate me. When will I drive a long chariot and trample through the Helan Mountains? Laughing and talking, thirsty and drinking the blood of the Huns, waiting for a new beginning, cleaning up the old mountains and rivers, facing the sky, and facing the sky.