"Journey to Longxi"? Chen Tao
Black clouds are pressing down on the city, about to destroy it, and the armor's light shines towards the golden scales of the sun. ?
The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, filled with rouge and the night is purple. ?
A half-rolled red flag stands near the Yishui River, but the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard. ?
I am satisfied with the report on the Golden Stage, but I will die for you with the jade dragon. ?
"The Journey of the Grand Administrator of Yanmen"? Li He
The scenery is strange when autumn comes in the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. ?
There are sounds from all directions, thousands of miles away. The long smoke sets and the lone city closes. ?
A cup of wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away. ?
The Qiang pipes are covered with frost, people can’t sleep, and the general’s hair is white and his husband is in tears!
"Hao Li Xing" Cao Cao
There are righteous men in Guandong who raised troops to fight against the evil forces.
In the early days of Huimengjin, my heart was in Xianyang.
The army's combined strength was uneven, and the geese were hesitant.
Snobbishness makes people fight, and the heirs fight against each other.
The title of Huainan brother is carved in the north.
The armor is infested with lice, and thousands of people die from it.
White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles.
One of the hundreds of things left by the people will be heart-breaking if you think about it.
"Hunting" by Wang Wei
The strong wind and the sound of bows and horns sound as the general hunts for Weicheng.
The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are weak, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
Suddenly passed by Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp.
Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles.
"Reminiscences of Brother-in-Law on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu
The sound of drums interrupting the pedestrian movement is heard by the sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.