First, "Nian Nujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
Song-Su Shi
river of no return, a romantic figure through the ages.
to the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms.
Stones go through the air, and the waves beat on the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.
the landscape is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time.
Back in Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, and she was magnificent.
the feather fan's black silk scarf, while talking and laughing, vanished into smoke.
I wander in my old country, and I am passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, so I was born early.
life is like a dream, and one statue is still on the moon.
Translation:
The water of the great river keeps flowing eastward, scouring away those figures who have been romantic for ages. Heroes of the ages. On the west side of the old camp, people say that Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms broke Cao Jun's Red Cliff. The steep stone wall rises to the sky, and the stormy waves like thunder beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to roll up thousands of piles of snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
In the distant past, Zhou Yu was proud of his spring breeze, and Xiao Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him. He was full of heroic spirit. Hand-cranked feather fan wearing a nylon scarf, calmly and smartly chatting and laughing, burned the warship of the strong enemy to ashes. Today, I wander in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature birth of white hair. Life is like a dream, raise your glass to offer a drink to the eternal moon.
Second, "Going to the Army"
Tang-Wang Changling
Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, lonely city overlooking Yumenguan.
yellow sand wears golden armor in many battles, and it will not be returned until it breaks Loulan.
translation:
Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are bleak. The ancient city of frontier fortress, Yumen Xiongguan, is thousands of miles away and faces each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border are battle-hardened, their armor is worn out, their ambitions are immortal, and they will never return to their hometown until they defeat the invading enemy.
Third, "Man Jiang Hong"
Song-Yue Fei
rushed to the crown with anger, resting on the railing and raining.
look up, scream at the sky, and be strong and pregnant.
thirty fame is dust and earth, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.
don't be idle, it's white and sad!
it's not too late to be ashamed of Jing kang.
when will courtiers hate it?
drive a long car and break through the lack of Helan Mountain.
Hungry for pork, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood.
stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
Translation:
I was so angry that my hair stood on end that I lifted my hat and climbed up against the railing. A drizzle just stopped. Looking up and looking around, I see a vast expanse, sighing and sighing, and my heart is full of heart. Although some fame has been established for more than 3 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and the south fought for 8 thousand miles, and how many storms have passed.
don't idle away your time, because you have turned gray and black hair, and you have to regret it alone. Jing Kangnian's strange shame has not yet been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be flattened. I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital, Jingque.
Fourth, The Broken Fighter Fu Zhuang Ci to Send It to Chen Tongfu
Song-Xin Qiji
Drunk, looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing horns and fighting for the camp. 8 Li points under the main fire, 5 strings over the Great Wall, the battlefield autumn soldiers.
Lu, who is made of horses, is flying fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt. It's a pity that the king won fame before and after his death.
Translation:
In a drunken dream, I lit an oil lamp and watched the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps of that year and sounded horns one after another. Distribute the roast beef to the subordinates, and the band will play songs from northern Xinjiang. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield. The war horse runs as fast as Luma, and the bow and arrow is as shocking as thunder. (I) am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poor has become a white-haired man!
5. Linjiang Fairy Rolling the Yangtze River Eastward
Ming-Yang Shen
Rolling the Yangtze River Eastward, the waves wash away all heroes.
success or failure is empty.
the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times.
White-haired fishermen are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
a pot of muddy wine is happy to meet.
everything from ancient times to modern times is a joke.
Translation:
The Yangtze River flows eastward and never looks back. How many heroes disappear like flying waves. What is right and wrong, success and failure, are short-lived and not long-lasting. Only the green hills still exist, and the sun still rises and sets. The white-haired fisherman on the river has long been used to the change of the four seasons. It's rare to meet friends and have a good drink. Disturbances throughout the ages have become the material for drinking and chatting.