Year: Tang Author: Du Mu School: Seven Laws
Wan Li bid farewell to his hometown, while snow and rain stayed in Xiaoxiang.
A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken.
I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.
Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost.
Who will send your message through the clouds?
The word goose returns, and the west building will be full tomorrow.
-Li Qingzhao (a prune)
Border songs
Tanglulun
In the faint moonlight, geese fly high,
The Tatar chiefs are fleeing from the darkness.
We chased them, with light horses,
Our bows and swords are covered with snow.