"Successfully Reaching the Fortress" Don Wang Wei. Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan. "Lonely smoke in the desert, the long river sets the yen" is a famous sentence written by Wang Guowei, who is close to you, describing the strange and magnificent scenery outside the frontier fortress after entering it. The picture is wide and the artistic conception is magnificent.
"Two Liangzhou Ci Poems, Part I" Don William Wang. Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away. Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times. The poet used passionate pen and ink to describe passionate emotions, drinking scenes and courage to die.
Two Embankments, Part I Don Wang Changling. It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. This poem is lofty, sonorous and powerful, and is highly regarded as a masterpiece of the Tang Dynasty.
"Two Liangzhou Ci Poems, Part I" Don Wang Zhihuan. The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Although this poem is extremely written about the resentment that border guards are not allowed to return home, it is tragic and desolate, and there is no emotional appeal of decline and depression, which shows the broad-minded mind of poets in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Yanmen satrap walks the Dunli River. Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. Just to return the king, sword and death. This poem is a tragic and tragic battle scene, but it is full of bright colors, showing things with color and touching people with color, which is bizarre and appropriate.