The ancient poems related to war are introduced in detail as follows:
1. "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Tang Cen Shen:
The north wind blows and the ground turns white. The grass breaks and the snow falls in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and cold. The vast sea is covered with thousands of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
2. "Spring Outlook" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty:
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
3. "Breaking time to compose a powerful poem for Chen Tongfu" Song Xin Qiji:
I was drunk and looked at the sword with the lamp on, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet in the camp. Eight hundred miles away, the troops under his command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning outside the Great Wall, and the troops on the battlefield being ordered in autumn. The horse moves very fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain!
4. "Yange Xing" by Tang Gaoshi:
The smoke and dust of the Han family are in the northeast, and the Han generals will resign and destroy their families. A man is proud of himself, but the emperor gives him great honor. I beat the drum with gold and went down to Yuguan, and the jingle meandered among the Jieshi. The captain's feather book flies into the vast sea, and the hunting fire of Chanyu shines on Langshan. The mountains and rivers are desolate and borderless, and the barbarian cavalry and the mausoleum are mixed with wind and rain. The desert is poor and the grass is blocked in autumn, and the lonely city is sparse in battle at sunset. When encountering kindness, one always underestimates the enemy, and even though one has exhausted all his strength, he has not yet cleared the siege. The iron robes have been guarding for a long time, and the jade chopsticks should be heard after parting.
5. "The Journey of the Grand Administrator of Yanmen" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty:
The dark clouds are pressing down on the city and are about to be destroyed, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun. The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, stuffed with swallow fat and the night is purple. A half-rolled red flag stands near the Yishui River, but the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard. I will report to you on the golden platform and support the jade dragon to die for you.
6. "Shihao Officials" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty:
In Shihao Village at dusk, there were officials who caught people at night. The old man walked over the wall, and the old woman went out to see. Why are the officials angry when they shout, and what pain is there when women cry. After listening to the woman's speech, the three men garrisoned Yecheng. The survivors live in vain, but the dead have long since passed away. There is no one in the room except for the grandson. My granddaughter is still here, so she goes in and out without undressing. Although the old woman's strength is failing, please come back from the official position at night. In case of emergency in Heyang, you still have to prepare morning meals. The sound of words disappeared for a long time, as if I heard weeping and swallowing quietly. At dawn, I will go to the future and say goodbye to the old man alone.