A copywriting poem describing a difficult battle.

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.

Wang Changling, epileptic seizure.

The moon was bright in Qin dynasty, closed in Han dynasty, and the Long March did not return. ..

But make the dragon city fly in, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. ..

"Join the army" Yang Jiong

The bonfire shines in Xijing, and my heart is uneven.

Tooth Zhang resigned from Phoenix Que and rode around Longcheng.

The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is noisy.

Being a centurion is better than being a scholar.

Longxi Chen Tao

Swear to sweep the Huns regardless of their health, and 5,000 minks mourn Chen Hu.

Poor bones by the river, still living in the boudoir.