Poems about national defense

1. "The Fisherman's Proud Autumn Thoughts"

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in autumn is strange, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds are heard from all sides, thousands of miles away, long smoke sets, the sun sets, and the lonely city closes.

A glass of dirty wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but Yan Ran has no plan to return home. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost, people can't sleep, and the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears.

2. "The Envoy to the Fortress"

Tang Dynasty" Wang Wei

The bicycle wants to ask about the side, but the country belongs to Juyan.

Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.

The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.

Whenever Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran.

3. "Two Poems from Liangzhou·One"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Han

A luminous cup of grape wine. If you want to drink pipa, you will be reminded immediately.

Lord Grim, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?

4. "One of Two Poems on Going Out of the Fortress"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

The bright moon of Qin Dynasty and the Pass of Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.

5. "Remembering My Brother-in-law on a Moonlit Night"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Guarding drums interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. (Bian Qiu, one work: Qiu Bian)

The dew turns white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.

6. "The Journey of the Grand Administrator of Yanmen"

Tang Dynasty: Li He

Black clouds are pressing down on the city, about to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun. (Towards the Sun, One Work: Toward the Moon)

The sound of horns fills the autumn sky, stuffed with swallow fat and the night is purple. (Part 1: Blocking the Earth)

A half-rolled red flag faces the Yishui River, and the heavy frost and cold drums make no sound.

Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you!