Four poems of "Youth Journey" *Wang Wei
There are ten thousand wines in Xinfeng, and there are many years as a ranger in Xianyang. When we meet, we will drink for you. We will tie our horses to the tall buildings and weeping willows.
Yu Linlang was born as an official in the Han Dynasty. He first fought with the hussar in Yuyang. Who knew it would be painful to go to the side court? Even if I die, I can still smell the fragrance of the chivalrous bones.
One body can make two carvings, and a thousand-weight cavalry seems to be nothing. Sitting on the golden saddle and playing with white feathers, they shot five Shan Yus one after another.
At the end of the banquet, the emperor and his ministers of the Han family discussed their military exploits on the cloud platform. The Emperor Linxuan bestowed the seal of Hou, and the general wore it from the Mingguang Palace.
Four poems of "Youth's Journey" *Linghu Chu
A young man from Bianzhou was used to going wild, riding a horse and shooting yellow sheep. Now that I am old and weak, I still lean on the camp gate and count the flying geese.
The family is originally from Qinghe and lives in five cities, and they must rely on bows and arrows to gain fame. Flying leisurely over Qiuyuan, I test the sound of shooting alone into the cold clouds.
The Xia Ming Sword is hunched over the back, shining on the frost, and the autumn wind is riding out of Xianyang. Before the emperor took over the land of Hehuang, he had no intention of looking back at his hometown.
The atrium is covered with frost and the moon passes over the building. The golden statue and jade pillars face the clear autumn. At that time, I said that I wanted to be happy, but I didn't want to stop until dawn.