First, "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
Song-Su Shi.
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
Translation:
The river keeps rolling eastward, washing out those eternal romantic figures. Heroes of the ages. On the west side of Laoying, people say that Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms broke the Red Cliff in Cao Jun. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-cranked feather fan chatted and laughed calmly, burning the battleship of the strong enemy to ashes. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream. Let's drink to the eternal moon.
Second, "join the army"
Don Wang Changling.
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Translation:
Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are bleak. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out, their ambitions are immortal, and they will never return to their hometown until they defeat the invading enemy.
Third, "Man Jiang Hong"
Song-Yue Fei.
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, white and sad!
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing.
When do courtiers hate their guts!
Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain.
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.
Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
Translation:
I was so angry that my hair stood on end. I raised my hat and leaned against the railing. The rain has just stopped in Mao Mao. Looking around, I saw a vast expanse, sighing and sighing, and my heart was full of excitement. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for eight thousand miles, and how many storms have passed.
Don't waste your time, your hair is all white, and only one person regrets it. Jing Kangnian's great shame has not been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground. I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital Jingque.