Poems about serving the country with loyalty include:
1. "Six Songs under the Fortress (Part 1)" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
It snows in the mountains in May, but there are no flowers, only cold. I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Watch the battle at dawn with the golden drum, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night. I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
Translation:
The Tianshan Mountains in May are still full of snow, there is only a biting cold air, and there are no flowers and plants at all. Spring can only be imagined in the flute song "Folding Willows", but spring has never been seen in reality.
The soldiers fought desperate battles with the enemy amidst the sound of golden drums during the day, but slept with their saddles in their arms at night. I hope that the sword hanging on my waist can pacify the border as soon as possible and serve the country well.
2. Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty, "The Journey of Gold and Crossed Knives"
Original text:
Gold and Crossed Knives and White Jade Dresses shine through the windows at night. The husband has not yet accomplished his fifty years of service, so he picks up the sword and takes care of Bahuang alone.
Beijinghua has made friends with all kinds of extraordinary people, and their spirit and energy are linked to life and death. A thousand years of shameless history, but a heart full of loyalty to repay the emperor.
When you came to join the army, you came to Hanbin, where Nanshan was covered with snow and jade. Alas! Although the three households of Chu were able to destroy Qin, how could China be empty and deserted?
Translation:
The sword is plated with gold and inlaid with white jade. At night, its dazzling light penetrates the window and reaches into the sky. The man is already fifty years old, but there is little hope of making a successful career. He can only wander around alone with his sword in hand, looking around in all directions, praying that he can show his ambition and try his skills in a small way.
The people I have made friends with in the capital are all heroes and righteous men. They share the same ideals with each other, fight for the country, and live and die together. I feel ashamed that I cannot leave my name in the history books that have been passed down for thousands of years; but I always want to destroy the Hulu and serve the emperor with a loyal heart.
Recently, I came to the Han River to join the army. Every morning, I faced the jagged Zhongnan Mountain and looked at the peaks covered with crystal jade-like snow. Ah, although the State of Chu was cannibalized by the State of Qin, even if there were only three families left, the State of Qin would definitely be destroyed. Is it possible that our great country, China, does not have a single capable person to drive the Jin Lu out of the border?
3. "On the Military March" by Yang Jiong in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The beacon light shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy. Yazhang bid farewell to Fengque, and the iron cavalry circled Dragon City.
The snow is dark, the flag paintings are withered, and the wind is heavy with the sound of drums. It is better to be a centurion than a scholar.
Translation:
The warning beacon from the frontier fortress reached Chang'an, and the warrior's heart could not be calm. As soon as the general of the imperial court left the palace gate, knights in iron armor rushed straight to the stronghold.
The snow stirred up the sky and the flags faded, and the sound of the wind was wrapped in the sound of drums. I would rather be a centurion and charge into battle than be a scholar with a pen and inkstone.
4. "Crossing the Fortress" by Xu Xilin of the Qing Dynasty
Original text:
The military song should be sung with a big sword ring and an oath to destroy the Hunu coming out of Jade Pass.
If you die for your country on the battlefield, why return your body wrapped in horse leather?
Translation:
It is advocated that battle songs should be sung as triumphal songs. Only when the battle is won and comes back victorious with a triumphant song is the most glorious thing. I swore an oath and determined to rush out of Yumen Pass and wipe out all the invading enemies.
A patriotic and passionate man only knows how to sacrifice his life for his country on the battlefield. If I were killed in battle, there would be no need to wrap my body in horsehide.
5. Yue Fei of the Southern Song Dynasty wrote "The River is Red, Angry Hair Rushes to the Crown"
Original text:
Angry hair rushes to the crown, and the misty rain stops by the balcony. Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.
Jingkang’s shame is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
Translation:
I was so angry that I climbed up and leaned on the railing. A drizzle had just stopped. He raised his head and looked around at the vast expanse, looking up to the sky and sighing. The ambition is fierce, thirty years of achievements have now turned into dust, and there are only floating clouds and bright moon in the thousands of miles. Don't waste your years and grow gray as a young man, only to be left alone with regrets and sorrows.
The shame of the Jingkang Year has not yet been washed away. When will the resentment of the courtiers be eliminated? I just want to drive a chariot through the enemy camp in Helan Mountain. People with great ambitions and common hatred eat the enemy's flesh when they are hungry, and they laugh and talk and despise the enemy and drink their blood when they are thirsty. I want to completely regain the old mountains and rivers from the beginning, and then return to the capital to report my victory to the emperor.
6. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang of the Southern Song Dynasty
Original text:
After a hard encounter, only a few stars are scattered around. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs.
Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean. Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history.
Translation:
Looking back on the hard work I went through in my early years from the imperial examination to becoming an official, it has been four years since the war ended. The country is in danger like catkins in a strong wind, and an individual is like duckweed in a sudden rain.
The disastrous defeat in Panpantan makes me still panic. Ling Dingyang was trapped in Yuanlu, but I felt lonely and alone. Who has been able to live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a piece of patriotic loyalty reflected in the annals of history.