A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
2. Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran's "Qiu Deng Lan Shan Lun" to Zhang.
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
3. Southern Song Dynasty: A tour of Shanxi village by land.
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
4. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Qu Jiang Du Jiu
Outside the courtyard, Jiangtou couldn't sit still, and the water mirror palace turned slightly.
Peach blossoms fall, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.
If you indulge in drinking for a long time, you will be abandoned, and laziness will go against the world.
The official feelings are even more alienated, and the boss's injury has not yet brushed his clothes.
5. Tang dynasty: Li Bai alone drank four bright moons, the first part.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.