Poems describing the scenery of the frontier fortress
1. Baichilou in the west of Fenghuo City, the sea breeze and autumn are alone at dusk. I even play the Qiang flute to close the mountains and the moon, and I don’t have the worries of the golden boudoir.
2. The scenery is strange when autumn comes in the fortress. The geese in Hengyang go away without paying attention, and the horns are heard in all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed. ——Fan Zhongyan's "The Proud Fisherman"
3. There are no city walls in the wild clouds, and rain and snow cover the desert one after another. Hu Yan flew away every night crying, Hu Er shed tears. ——Li Qi's "Ancient Military Journey"
4. The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
5. Say goodbye to my parents in the morning and arrive at the Yellow River in the evening. I don't hear the mother-in-law's voice calling the girl, but I hear the sound of the Yellow River water splashing. But I left the Yellow River and stayed at the top of the Black Mountain at dusk. I don’t hear my mother-in-law’s voice calling her, but I hear Hu Qiming tweeting from Yanshan Mountain.
6. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed through the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain. ——Wang Changling's "Out of the Game"
7. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. When I want to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow covers my bow and sword.
8. Where did the plum blossoms fall? The wind blew all over the mountain all night. ——Gao Shi's "Listen to the Flute on the Wall"
9. The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and the Loulan will never be returned until it is broken. ——Wang Changling's "Third of Seven Songs on the Military March"
10. The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. ——Li He's "Horse"
11. Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the armor's light is shining towards the sun's golden scales. The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, filled with rouge and the night purple. A half-rolled red flag stands near the Yishui River, but the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard. I will report to you on the golden platform and support the jade dragon to die for you. The bow should be drawn with a strong draw, and the arrow should be drawn with a long one.
12. The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river. ——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"
13. The desert is windy and dusty, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate. The former army fought in Taohebei at night and reported that Tuyuhun was captured alive.
14. Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. ——Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty, "Liangzhou Ci"
15. The pipa dances with a new sound, always leaving the mountains behind. I can't stop listening to the excitement, but the autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.
16. The elm leaves in Guancheng are turning yellow early, and the clouds and sand are an ancient battlefield at dusk. Please return to the army to cover the bones in the dust. Do not teach the soldiers to cry in the wilderness.
17. The north wind blows all the grass on the ground, and the weather is full of snow in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and uncomfortable. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. ——Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
18. The luminous cup of grape wine reminds you immediately if you want to drink pipa. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times.
19. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. ——Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dongda"
20. Qinghai has long clouds and dark snowy mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. Yellow sand can wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.