The most famous poem about Xinjiang

1. An ancient poem describing Xinjiang

Listen to the flute in the fortress. Gao Shi

When the snow is gone, the horses will be returned, and the Qiang flute will guard the building in the moonlight. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

Send the second envoy of Yuan Dynasty, Anxi Wang Wei

Weicheng is sunny and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives.

even if we are stuck in Wang Wei's traffic jam

if we want to ask about the border by bicycle, it is a country that has overstepped its bounds. Fleabane also floated out of Han, north to geese are soaring into the sky. The vast desert is solitary smoke, the sunset on the yellow river is round. To the the location of Xiaoguan pass encounter the spy waiting for the knight, told me that the douhu have been in Yan.

Wang Changling

cicadas complain of thin mulberry-trees, in the Eighth-month chill at the frontier pass. After going out of the frontier, the climate turned cold, and the inside was full of yellow reeds. And the heros come to You and Bing is old with dust and sand. Learn to boast of the gallant ranger, and boast of the steed of the horse.

Fisherman's proud Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai was different, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke and the sunset are closed. A glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan Ran has not returned home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost. People are sleepless, and the general has white hair and tears. 2. Poems describing Xinjiang

1. Snow songs in Tianshan Mountain send Xiao Zhi back to Beijing

In Tang Dynasty: Cen Can

Snow clouds in Tianshan Mountain never open, and there are thousands of peaks and mountains covered with snow.

The north wind rolls over Chitingkou at night, and the snow in Tianshan Mountain is thicker all night.

I can shine on Yinshan in the Han Dynasty and chase Hu Feng through Tieguan again.

birds fly off the edge of Jiaohe city, and the horseshoes on the wheel platform are slippery.

The cold atmosphere of Meng Ai condenses in Wan Li, drying up the ice on the shady cliff.

The general's fur and fur are not warm, and they are all frozen and ready to break.

It was when it snowed in Tianshan Mountain that I sent you away to the capital.

how can I give you a farewell in the snow? Only the green pine branches.

Translation

Clouds and snow on the Tianshan Mountains never bloom all the year round, and the majestic Qian Shan Wanling is covered with snow.

At night, the north wind rolled over the Chiting intersection, and the snow in Tianshan Mountain became thicker overnight.

Snow and moonlight reflected the Yinshan Mountain, and snowflakes chased the north wind and flew over Tieguan.

The birds on the edge of Jiaohe City have been cut off for a long time, and it is difficult for war horses to walk on the wheel platform.

The cold clouds are dim and congeal the sky in Wan Li, and the cliffs are steep and hung with thousands of feet of hard ice.

The general's fur robe won't feel warm after lying down for a long time, and all the protective knives seem to break with cold.

It is the time of heavy snow in Tianshan Mountain, so I bid farewell to my friends and return to the capital.

how can I express my mind in the snow and ice? I only give you green pine and cypress branches!

2. Join the army and March to the North

Tang Dynasty: Li Yi

After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea was cold, and the flute played it is hard to go.

there are 3, people recruited in ZhaiLi, and I look back on the moon for a while.

translation

There was a heavy snow in Tianshan Mountain, and the wind from Qinghai Lake made it even colder. On the March, the soldiers played the flute "it is hard to go".

hearing this sad parting song, 3, soldiers stationed at the border pass all looked up at the rising moon.

3. I don't see you alone

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Who is the son of a white horse? Huanglong is a frontier fortress.

Three zhangs of snow in Tianshan Mountain, is it a long journey?

in spring, grass grows in autumn, and chickens crow in the west pool.

the wind destroys the cold and makes a brown sound, and the moon is sad when it enters the frost.

remember to bid farewell to you, and plant peaches and moths.

today, the peach is more than 1 feet long, and the flowers have become dead branches.

finally, I can't see it alone, but I know it in tears.

Translation

Whose youth is riding on a white horse? He is a garrison soldier who has made meritorious service in guarding the city on the border of Longcheng. Tianshan Mountain is freezing now, and the snow is three feet thick. How is it suitable for a long trip at this time? Cymbidium in spring suddenly withers and becomes autumn grass, and the beauty in the boudoir has reached the late years. In this bleak and lonely late autumn, there are squeaking shuttles from the edge of the Quchi. That's the sound of the wind blowing the cold shuttle, and the moon is accompanied by clear frost, which shows the infinite sadness of the woman who lives in the boudoir in autumn. I still remember the year I left my husband, the peach tree planted in front of my door and her Qi Mei. Nowadays, peach trees are more than 1 feet high. After decades of blooming and falling, many branches have withered. Never see her husband come back, only sad tears flow alone.

4. Six songs under the plug. One

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Snow in Tianshan Mountain in May, with no flowers but cold.

I smell the willow in the flute, but I haven't seen the spring scenery.

follow the golden drum at dawn and hug the jade saddle at night.

I'm willing to cut Loulan with my sword at my waist.

Translation

In May, the Tianshan Mountains are still covered with snow, and there is only a bitter cold, and there are no flowers at all.

Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality.

Soldiers fight to the death with the enemy in the golden drums during the day, but sleep with saddles at night.

I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can pacify the frontier at an early date and make contributions to our country.

5, Zhai Zhong Zuo

Tang Dynasty: Cen Can

traveled to the west to reach the sky, leaving home to see the moon twice.

I don't know where to stay tonight. Wan Li in Pingsha is deserted.

Translation

Riding westward almost reached the horizon, and I have seen two full moons since I left home.

I don't know where to stay tonight. Wan Li is deserted in this desert. 3. Poems and Poems Describing Xinjiang

Poems and Poems Describing Xinjiang

Listening to the flute in the fortress is comfortable.

When the snow is over, the horse will return.

In the moonlight, the strong flute will guard the building.

May I ask where the plum blossoms fall?

The wind blows all over the mountain overnight.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.

cross-wind songs, rain and snow songs

Li Duan

It snows in the Tianshan Mountains, and it is raining on rainy nights.

The wet horse is in chaos in Hugh, and the fire is weak after the beacon.

Ding Ling said goodbye to Su Wu, and Shu Le Fan Qiang returned.

If we look at the critical situation, the leaves of Ulmus pumila are sparse

a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home Tang Cen Can

the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.

bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, it's hard to protect your iron clothes.

the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the gloom is bleak and Wan Li is condensed.

but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.

till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.

we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.

and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers and who toss and sigh and cannot rest

When they leave Jiayuguan, they feel endowed with forests, and then Xu

When they pass through a hundred feet, they are bound to the west, and Wan Li is recruiting people to be stationed in horseshoe.

The Flying Pavilion is far away from Qin Shuzhi, and the dazzling walls are inclined to press the clouds low.

the Tianshan mountain owl stands on its shoulders, and the vast sea is fascinating.

who told me that the letter of eternal danger? Looking back, I saw only a pill of mud.

Li Yi joined the army in the north

After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea was cold, and

the flute blew on it is hard to go.

3, people were recruited in ZhaiLi,

I went back to Yueming for a while to see

Plum blossoms fall in Lu Zhaolin

The flowers in Meiling are blooming, but the snow in Tianshan Mountain has not yet opened.

the snow is full of flowers and lace is like snow.

due to the wind entering the dance sleeves, foreign powder is coming to the dressing table.

the Huns visited Wan Li, but they didn't know when the spring arrived. 4. Poems describing Xinjiang

Join the army

Wang Changling

Qinghai has a dark snowy mountain with a long cloud and a lonely city overlooking Yumenguan.

yellow sand wears golden armor in many battles, and it will not be returned until it breaks Loulan.

out of the fortress

Wang Changling

The moon was clear in Qin and the people on the Long March were not returned.

But make the Dragon City fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.

a Song of Wheel Tower in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition Cen Can

on Wheel Tower parapets night-bugles are blowing, though the flag at the northern end hangs limp. The army book was sent overnight overnight, and Chanyu had invaded the west of Jinshan.

we can see, from the look-out, the dust and black smoke, where Chinese troops are camping, north of Wheel Tower. The admiral lvbing the west to March, and the sirens of the dawn began to ring out.

drums like a tempest pound on four sides, and the Yin Mountains shake with the shouts of ten thousand. The enemy's camp was grim and murderous, and the bones still clung to the grass roots.

in the Dagger River mist, through a biting wind, horseshoes, at the Sand Mouth line, break on icy boulders. Subfacies is diligent in Wang Zhenggan, vowed to serve the country to calm the border.

we have read, in the Green Books, tales of old days, but here we behold a living man, mightier than the dead.

listen to the flute in the fortress. Gao Shi

When the snow is over, the horses will be returned, and the strong flute will guard the building in the moonlight. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

★ Send the second envoy of Yuan Dynasty, Anxi Wang Wei

Weicheng is sunny and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives.

★ Don't be big and comfortable

It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. The eldest husband is poor and who is willing, today meet can not pay for drinks.

even if we are stuck in Wang Wei's traffic jam

if we want to ask about the border by bicycle, it is a country that has overstepped its bounds. Fleabane also floated out of Han, north to geese are soaring into the sky.

the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. To the the location of Xiaoguan pass encounter the spy waiting for the knight, told me that the douhu have been in Yan.

Wang Changling

cicadas complain of thin mulberry-trees, in the Eighth-month chill at the frontier pass ①.

there is nothing anywhere but yellow reeds and grasses.

and the heros come to You and Bing ② is * * * dusty and old.

let never a cavalier stir you to envy, with boasts of his horse and his horsemanship.

Fisherman's proud Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai was different, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke and the sunset are closed. A glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan Ran has not returned home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost. People are sleepless, and the general has white hair and tears.

a night trip to the palace, a dream-sending teacher, Bo Hunlu.

The snow is clear and embarrassing. Sleepwalking, I do not know where. An iron horse has no prestige like water. Want to close the river, Yanmen West, Qinghai International.

In the sleeping cold lamp, the sound is broken, and the paper on the moon is tilted. I promised to seal Hou in Wan Li. Who knows, although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.

Seven Poems of Joining the Army (Part Five) Wang Changling

The dusty desert is getting dark, and the red flag is half rolled out of Yuanmen.

The former army fought in Taohe River in the night, and they have been reported to have captured Tuguhun alive.

Li He, the prefect of Yanmen

Dark clouds are pressing the city to destroy, and the shining light is spreading to the sun.

The horn is sounding all over the sky in autumn, and the night violet is stuffed with swallow fat.

half a roll of red flag is in the water, and the frost is heavy and cold.

I'd like to express my gratitude to you on the golden platform, and take Yulong to your death.

Liangzhou Ci

Wang Zhihuan

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the sad willow song to complain about the spring delay, the old Yumen pass, a spring breeze is not blowing ah!

Listen to the flute in the fortress. Gao Shi.

When the snow is over, the horses will be herded, and the strong flute will guard the building in the moonlight. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

Guan Shanyue

Li Bai

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest. 5. The more modern poems (famous ones) describing Xinjiang, the better.

Beautiful Xinjiang, my home

Far south, I miss her.

Blue sky and white clouds, grape trellis

Snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, blooming

Beautiful Xinjiang, my home

Far south, I miss her.

Tarim Basin is rich in oil.

West-to-East transmission is indispensable for her

Beautiful. She

steeds gallop on the grassland

eagles fly far and wide

Beautiful Xinjiang, my home

Far south, I miss her

Dressed in colorful clothes, dancing

Beautiful girl, Sai Jinhua

Beautiful Xinjiang, my home

Far south, I miss her

Beautiful scenery in the south

Beautiful Xinjiang, my home 6.

May I ask where the plum blossoms fall?

The wind blows all over the mountain overnight.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.

cross-wind songs, rain and snow songs

Li Duan

It snows in the Tianshan Mountains, and it is raining on rainy nights.

The wet horse is in chaos in Hugh, and the fire is weak after the beacon.

Ding Ling said goodbye to Su Wu, and Shu Le Fan Qiang returned.

If we look at the critical situation, the leaves of Ulmus pumila are sparse

a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home Tang Cen Can

the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.

bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, it's hard to protect your iron clothes.

the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the gloom is bleak and Wan Li is condensed.

but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.

till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.

we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.

and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers and who toss and sigh and cannot rest

When they leave Jiayuguan, they feel endowed with forests, then Xu

When they pass through a hundred feet, they are bound to the west, and Wan Li recruits people to be stationed in horseshoe.

The Flying Pavilion is far away from Qin Shuzhi, and the dazzling walls are inclined to press the clouds low.

the Tianshan mountain owl stands on its shoulders, and the vast sea is fascinating.

who told me that the letter of eternal danger? Looking back, I saw only a pill of mud.

Li Yi joined the army in the north

After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea was cold, and

the flute blew on it is hard to go.

3, people were recruited in ZhaiLi,

I went back to Yueming for a while to see

Plum blossoms fall in Lu Zhaolin

The flowers in Meiling are blooming, but the snow in Tianshan Mountain has not yet opened.

the snow is full of flowers and lace is like snow.

due to the wind entering the dance sleeves, foreign powder is coming to the dressing table.

the Huns visited Wan Li, but they didn't know when the spring arrived. 7. Poems about Xinjiang

a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home

Tang Cen Can

the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.

is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains,