Ten frontier poems 1
Liangzhou Song
Don? William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
Ten ancient frontier fortress poems 2
Don? Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
Ten ancient frontier fortress poems 3
Song of the plug
Don? Lipper
The mountains in May are still full of snow, only cold, and the grass can't see the grass.
Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality.
The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night.
I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country.
Ten frontier fortress ancient poems 4
An old battle song
Don? Richie
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.
Camp in Wan Li without battlements until the thick sky joins the vast desert in the snow.
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.
It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.
Every year we bury our bones in the desert and watch Pu Tao enter the Han family.
Ten ancient frontier fortress poems 5
"Join the army? The fourth "
Don? Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Ten ancient frontier poems 6
Guan Shanyue.
Don? Lipper
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Ten ancient frontier poems 7
Western Gansu
Don? Wang Wei
The troops of the emergency unit galloped away on horseback. Ten miles on a horse, five miles on a whip, and travel with lightning.
This is the army of the Northwest Military Command. He came to the emergency military book and reported that the Xiongnu army had surrounded the western region of Jiuquan in the western region of China.
It snowed in Guanshan, and there was no smoke in the lookout.
Ten ancient frontier poems 8
Zhai zhong Zuo
Don? Cen Can
Riding west, almost to the horizon, I have seen two full moons since I left home.
I don't know where to live tonight, and I can't see anyone in the desert.
Ten ancient frontier fortress poems 9
promote/begin/get up/perhaps/a surname/interest
Don? Gaoshi
The northeast border of China is shrouded in smoke and dust. In order to repel the barbaric invaders, our generals left their families.
Stride forward together, looking like heroes should watch, and received the emperor's most cordial favor.
Fir and gold were cut into drums under Guan Yu, and flags lingered among the stones.
Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
The highlands and rivers on the outer border were cold and desolate, but soon the barbarians' horses ran wild in the wind and rain.
Half of us were killed at the front, but the other half are still alive, and the beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them at the camp.
When autumn ended on the gray beach, the grass withered, and a few surviving observers were by the lonely wall at sunset.
Serve the just cause and despise life and enemies. However, despite what they have done, Elm Street is still unsafe.
Still on the front line, the real armor was worn and beaten thin, and the wife at home was crying.
Still in this southern city, the young wife's heart is broken, while the soldiers on the northern border are looking forward to going home in vain.
The wind is blowing, and in the place of death and blue void, there is nothing ahead.
Three times a day, the dark clouds of slaughter rose over the camp. All night, the drums on the hour trembled and gave a cold rumble.
Until the white sword is seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a responsibility, who will stop to think about fame?
However, when it comes to the hardships of desert war, today we will mention Li, a great general who lived a long time ago.
Ten frontier poems 10
Yanmen satrap
Don? Li he
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.