Qingjiang Post Poem: Mourning Qingjiang Post

Light yellow in four seasons

Finally failed to attract.

That green dammed lake

Every night, a golden light rolls down from Liantai

Qingjiang Post Poem: Mourning Qingjiang Post

Light yellow in four seasons

Finally failed to attract.

That green dammed lake

Every night, a golden light rolls down from Liantai Mountain.

Drinking the lake water of the dammed lake.

The mountain god was washed away by the current.

The legend of the golden mule colt dying of thirst

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Zhang Qian and his caravan.

explore

The loess road I walked on.

Princess Wencheng's chariot!

The wind is catching up.

I didn't leave any fragrance.

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A city in Hanlingguan

Is it a lock key between Qin and Long?

Hanchang junmaying

Carved on the forehead of the village by time and space

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Lin Zexu's exclamation

I wonder if it's the gaunt face of the Loess Plateau.

Or are you depressed because you were demoted from Yili?

Forty-eight horses stand without changing horses.

I can't get past the bloody smell of thirteen years in Shaanxi and Gansu.

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Zuo Gong Liu

Reconnect the spring scenery from Chang 'an to Yumen.

The folding of time

Sorrow remains in thousands of ditches and valleys.

Qinqiang rhyme

Who calls among the mountains?

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Mr. Han in the mountains

I just can't forget the hot pit in the cliff kiln.

Nadun Youdou Noodles Sanfan

Tell General Zhu Shaoliang to look at that hut.

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This loess has long been concerned by the world.

Maybe it's the ancient Silk Road.

It is also poor and backward.

Those beggars in rags.

And the vicissitudes of loess

be together

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Prosperity and prosperity destroyed by yellow dust and smoke

Those coins rotting in the ground

Those once brilliant skeletons.

Let time rush you.

I won't sigh

Time is barren on the wall of Artemisia capillaris

bird

Always crowing in the same position

Is it ... or not

They transcend the laws of nature?

Flags of the Red First, Second and Fourth Armies

Stay in this dense hill.

Red memory

This forgotten post office

Will bloom together in the history books.

Author: Liu Mengchun

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