Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Saixiaqu Wang Changling
Drink, my horse, when we cross the autumn water! ,
The stream is cold and the wind is like a sword.
When we watch the sunset on the beach,
Far, far away, the shadow of Lintao.
Ancient wars, initiated by those long walls,
Used to be the pride of all men.
The imperial city is ancient,
The bones are a mess.