Poems describing the scenery in northwest China

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador

The north wind rolled the ground and flowers folded, and eight days passed in In the snow.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home.

Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and the lonely city is covered with Wan Ren Mountain.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Li he's horse

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Liangzhou District, William Wang

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.

Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.

Out of Wang Changling

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Liangzhouzi Wang Zhihuan

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Join the army in 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.

Batavia on Yanmenguan Line

Li he

Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.

In autumn, the horn sounded all over the sky, and the rouge stopped the night purple.

The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.

I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.