The yellow Jin Cuodao is covered with white jade and shines through the window at night.
Husband did not achieve fifty merits, and took care of the eight famine independently with a knife.
Jinghua makes friends with all strangers and falls in love with life and death.
Thousands of years of history, shame and anonymity, all of my heart reported to the son of heaven.
When you come to Tianhanbin to join the army, the light snow in Nanshan is rugged.
Oh! Although the three Chu clans can destroy Qin, are there any China?
Be angry with books
I knew things were difficult when I was young.
The northern part of the Central Plains looks like a gas mountain.
The boat crossed the snow in Guazhou at night,
The iron horse is scattered in the autumn wind
Trapped on the Great Wall,
In the mirror, the rotting mane was first found.
Starting with a real person,
A thousand years, who can match.
complain
In those days, Wanli sought a seal, and one horse guarded Liangzhou.
Where is the dream of closing the river, the dust darkens the old mink and fur.
The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry.
Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!