Don William Wang
Glowing glass of grapes and wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. You've fought for several times in ancient times.
2.
Tang Wang Wei
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to leave Yangguan in the west.
3.
Tang Li Bai
It snows in Tianshan Mountain in May, and there are no flowers but cold.
I smell the willow in the flute, but I haven't seen the spring scenery.
follow the golden drum at dawn and hug the jade saddle at night.
I'm willing to cut Loulan with my sword at my waist.
4. an old war-song
Don Li Qi
through the bright day up the mountain, we scan the sky for a war-torch, at yellow dusk we water our horses in the boundaryriver.
and when the throb of watch-drums hangs in the sandy wind, we hear the guitar of the Chinese Princess telling her endless woe.
camping in Wan Li, till the heavy sky joins the wide desert in snow.
with their plaintive calls, barbarian wildgeese fly from night to night, and children of the Tartars have many tears to shed.
but we hear that the Jade Pass is still under siege, and soon we stake our lives upon our light warchariots.
each year we bury in the desert bones unnumbered, I have seen Pu Tao enter the Han family.
5.
Tang Wang Changling
There is a dark snowy mountain in Changyun, Qinghai, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan.
yellow sand wears golden armor in many battles, and it will not be returned until it breaks Loulan.
6. Guan Shanyue
Tang Li Bai
the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.
and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.
china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.
and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.
Garrison the border town, and think of home, with wistful eyes.
and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.
7,
Tang Wang Wei
A horse in ten miles, a whip in five miles.
All the soldiers were sent to protect the army, and the Xiongnu surrounded Jiuquan.
it is snowing in Guanshan, and there is no smoke in the lookout.
8.
Tang Cen Can
When he travels to the west, he wants to go to heaven, and his family will see the moon twice.
I don't know where to stay tonight. Wan Li in Pingsha is deserted.
9. Yan Ge Xing
Tang Gao Shi
the northeastern border of China was dark with smoke and dust, to repel the savage invaders, our generals, leaving their families.
strode forth together, looking as heroes should look, and having received from the Emperor his most gracious favour.
fir and gold cut drums and went down to Yuguan, and the flags and flags were among the stones.
till their captains over the Sea of Sand were twanging feathered orders, the Tartar chieftain's hunting-fires glimmered along Wolf Mountain.
and heights and rivers were cold and bleak there at the outer border, but soon the barbarians' horses were plunging through wind and rain.
half of our men at the front were killed, but the other half are living, and still at the camp beautiful girls dance for them and sing.
as autumn ends in the grey sand, with the grasses all withered, the few surviving watchers by the lonely wall at sunset.
serving in a good cause, hold life and the foeman lightly, and yet, for all that they have done, Elm Pass is still unsafe.
still at the front, iron armour is worn and battered thin, and here at home the wife are sobbing.
still in this southern city young wives' hearts are breaking, while soldiers at the northern border vainly look toward home.
the wind is blowing, in a place of death and blue void, with nothingness ahead.
three times a day a cloud of slaughter rises over the camp, and all night long the hour-drums shake their chilly booming.
until white swords can be seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a duty, who stops to think of fame.
yet in speaking of the rigours of warfare on the desert, we name to this day Li, the great General, who lived long ago.
1.
Tang Lihe
Dark clouds are pressing the city to destroy, and the armor is spreading to the sun.
the horn is sounding all over the sky in autumn, and the night purple is stuffed with swallow fat.
half a roll of red flag is in the water, and the frost is heavy and cold.
I'd like to express my gratitude to you on the golden platform, and take Yulong to your death.
11.
Tang Du Fu
Bow should be used as strength, and arrow should be used as length.
shoot the horse first, and catch the thief first.
Killing people is limited, and countries have their own borders.
if we can control the invasion of the mausoleum, we will kill more people.
12.
Northern and Southern Dynasties, Bao Zhao
Feathered a border pavilion and went into Xianyang.
Recruit troops to station Guangwu and divide troops to save Shuofang.
Yan Qiu's muscles are strong, while Lu array is fine and strong.
The Emperor was angry when he pressed his sword, and the messengers looked at each other from a distance.
the flying geese are on the edge of the stone path.
the flute and drum are full of thoughts, and the armor is covered with frost.
the high wind rushed up and the sand fluttered.
a horse's hair shrinks like a hedgehog, but its horns cannot be stretched.
when you are in danger, you will see the minister's day, and when you are in chaos, you will know loyalty.
if you die, it's a national mourning.
13,
Tang Liu Zhongyong
At the age of Jin He Fu Yu Guan, Ma Ce and Dao Huan in the dynasty.
In the third spring, the white snow returns to Qingzhong, and the Yellow River in Wan Li goes around Heishan.
14.
Tang Xu Hun
Fighting in the night, Sanggan went north, and Chi did not return.
if you come to the DPRK, you will send a cold coat.
15.
Don Zu Yong
At the sight of the visitors in Yantai, the drums and drums were loud and the Han generals would camp.
in an endless cold light of massive snow, tall flags on three borders rise up like a dawn.
Hu Yue and mountain-clouds like chairmen bear the Great Wall from the sea are even on the battlefield.
though no youthful clerk meant to be a great general I throw aside my writing-brush, like the student who tossed off cap for a lariat I challenge what may come.
16, "on hearing a flute at night from the wall of shouxiang"
Tang Liyi
Before returning to Yuefeng, the sand was like snow, and the moon outside the city was like frost.
I don't know where to play the reed pipe, but I'm looking forward to my hometown all night.