More and more heavy, more and more urgent, and gradually the voice died.
The window is brighter, and it snows every day.
Join the army with 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 with colorful flags, and the wind is noisy with drums.
Being a centurion is better than being a scholar.
Wang Ji menzuyong
At the sight of Yantai, the guests were frightened, the drums roared, and Han would camp.
In the cold light of endless snow, the high flags on the three borders rose like dawn.
Battlefield even in Hu Yue, mountains and clouds like the chairman from the sea to bear the Great Wall.
Although no young employee is destined to be a great general, I threw away my writing brush, just like a student throwing away his hat to prepare a lasso, and I challenged what might happen.
Xuhu
Mangroves in full bloom are singing, grass is growing, and egrets are flying in Pinghu.
The weather is fine and pleasant, and several boats play flute and drum at dusk.