Poems describing military camps

1. Don’t laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times.

2. When you want to drive Qingqi away, the bow and sword are covered with heavy snow.

3. The wild curtain covers the feast, the Qiang Rong congratulates on the work, the drunken and the golden armor dance. The thunder stirs the mountains and rivers.

4. Sworn to wipe out the Huns without caring about themselves, five thousand mink brocades mourned Hu Chen. Poor Wuding River The bones are like those in a boudoir's dream.

5. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost, making people sleepless. The general's white hair makes his husband cry.

6. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring breeze Not crossing Yumen Pass.

7. The grass in the forest is trembling with wind, and the general draws his bow at night. He looks for white feathers in the daytime, but they are missing among the stone edges.

8. The general cannot control his horned bow. The iron armor is so cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are condensed thousands of miles away.

9. Eight hundred miles away, the subordinates are burning, fifty strings are sounding outside the fortress, and the battlefield is autumn. Lu Fei is quick to do it. , the bow is as startling as a thunderbolt.