A poem about returning to the battlefield

Shuang Sheng night primary school

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

In the evening, the sky was bleak, and the trail of Huagai was broken. I took advantage of Lan Jiao's trip to the East. The scenery of the three Wu, the pavilion of Suzhou, the beginning of dusk. In the old country of Fucha, there are no fragrant roads, only barren hills. In a busy place, you can't see it, but you can smell the elk. I think that year, I fought a decisive battle in the air, and the king of the earth fought endlessly for hegemony. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, and Fan Li capsizes. Learn from the old history before the exam, full of love. Sunset grass boundless, will be the sorrow of the ages.

Climb to the top

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.