Cao Cao
The northern army boarded the Taihang Mountain. How difficult it is to climb this high mountain!
Sakamoto Road is a bumpy road with bumpy wheels.
The trees are bleak and the north wind is sad!
When the bear was on the sidewalk, tigers and leopards stood on both sides of the street howling.
The valley is desolate, sparsely populated and covered with heavy snow.
Looking up, the long voice sighed, and the long journey was continuous.
Why is my heart depressed? I want to go back to the East.
The bridge is too deep to enter, and the army is on the road.
Lost in marching, there is no place to stay at night.
Walking, walking, a long day, the tired horse is hungry and hungry.
He walked along the side of the wolves, chopping wood and cutting ice to fill his stomach.
Sadly, the poem Dongshan makes me sad.