The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Cen Can
Don't you see: walking along the snow by the sea,
Sand in the desert, yellow flies to heaven. On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower.
And valleys, full of broken boulders like pecking measures, down, forward, with the wind.
Despite the gray grass, Tatar horses are plump, and on the west side of Jinshan, smoke and dust gather.
General of China's army, start your battle! . Wear your armor all night,
Let your soldiers go forward with weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife.
The sweat of the snow evaporated on horseback, freezing the pattern of the five-flowered coin.
Your challenge from the camp comes from an ice ink bottle. Let the savage chief's heart become cold,
You will no longer need a real fight! We are waiting for the news of victory in Xiguan! .
. Tang Cen-shen, A Works in Zhai Zhong
Riding west, almost to the horizon, I have seen two full moons since I left home.
I don't know where to stay tonight, and Pingsha Wan Li is uninhabited
Song of Wheel Tower Farewell to Feng Tang Cen Can, General of the Western Expedition.
"The horn of the wheel platform blows in the night, and the flag of the wheel platform descends in the north of the wheel platform." .
The military book was sent overnight, but Khan had invaded the west of Jinshan.
From the observation deck, we can see dust and black smoke, and the China army is encamped north of the Lunta.
Admiral Lu Bing marched westward, and the whistle began to sound at dawn.
The drums are like thunder, and the three armies shout and play strings in the mountains.
The enemy camp is grim and ferocious, and the bones still hold the roots.
The river is cold and snowy with goose feathers, and the sand mouth is cold and the water chestnut is off.
Wang Qinzheng, the son of Xiang, vowed to serve the country in order to calm the border jam.
Since ancient times, the history of history has always been there, and today's generals are better than the ancients.