On the night of December 15th, Yuan Mei
The sound of the drums became more urgent, and gradually the sound of people stopped.
The windows became brighter when the lamp was blown, and the moon shone and it snowed all day long.
Yang Jiong marched from the army
The beacon fire shone in Xijing, and he felt uneasy.
Yazhang said goodbye to Fengque, and the iron cavalry circled the Dragon City.
The snow is dark and withered. Flag painting, the wind is mixed with the sound of drums.
It is better to be a centurion than a scholar.
Wang Jimen Ancestor Chant
Yantai Wangke Frightened, the Han generals’ camp was noisy with the sound of drums and drums.
The cold light of thousands of miles produced snow, and the dawn on three sides stirred up dangerous signals.
The beacon fire on the battlefield connected with the moon, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside embraced Jicheng. .
Although the young man is not a pen-throwing official, he still wants to ask for a long tassel in terms of merit.
Xu Yuanjie on the lake
The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, orioles are singing, and the grass is growing to level the lake. Egrets fly.
The weather is fine and people are in good spirits, and the sunset is full of flutes and drums, and several boats are returning.