Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
Just to return the king, sword and death.
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to destroy the city wall; Because our army is strict, the sun shines on the armor and the golden light flashes. In autumn, the loud bugles shake the earth; At night, the soldiers' blood clots turned purple. The red flag is half-rolled, and reinforcements rush to Xiao; The night is frosty and the drums are gloomy. Just to repay the king's kindness, he held a sword and died.
2. "Li Ping Quotations" Tang Dynasty: Li He
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
In the late autumn night, I played the beautiful piano made by Wu Si Shutong. Hearing the wonderful music, the white clouds in the sky condensed and stopped floating. Hunan and Hubei shed tears among the bamboos for nine days.
This is because musician Li Ping plays in Beijing. The music is crisp and pleasant, just like the beautiful jade of Kunlun Mountain and the chirp of phoenix; Sometimes let hibiscus cry in the dew, and sometimes let vanilla laugh. The crisp music melted the cold phosgene in front of the twelve gates of Chang 'an. Twenty-three strings were put high and lightly, which touched the flying god.
High-pitched music rose into the sky and rushed to the sky where Nu Wa filled the stone. It seems that the colorful stone that filled the sky was broken, and the autumn rain fell all over the sky. In the illusion, it seems that the musician entered the holy mountain and taught the fairy skills; The old fish jumped excitedly in the waves, and the thin jiaozi danced happily.
In the Moon Palace, WU GANG was attracted by music and stayed up all night under the laurel tree. The rabbit under the laurel tree also stood listening, regardless of the dew flying obliquely, chilly!
3, "The Old Lady Picks Jade Songs" Tang Dynasty: Li He
Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.
I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.
The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.
The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.
The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring.
The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.
Migrant workers are constantly picking jade. What they want to pick is precious water. It's just carved on ladies' jewelry to dress up ladies. The old man was hungry and cold to pick jade, which made the dragon in the water feel sad. The blue stream has also become turbid.
On the wild mountain in the dark, the old man had to eat hazelnuts.
Cuckoo groaned and cried blood, just like the old man's sad tears. The deep and dangerous blue stream devoured many jade miners alive. Even after thousands of years, ghosts buried in the water still hate Blue Creek. On the steep slope, cypress trees roar and the wind is crazy and the rain is urgent. The old man tied a rope around his waist, hanging from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the blue stream.
Mentally, I miss the hut in the cold village, and the weak girls are crying. Looking at the grass hanging on the cliff steps, the old man felt sad.
4, "Nanshan Tianzhongxing" Tang Dynasty: Li He
Autumn is crisp, the autumn wind is white, and the pond is full of water and insects.
There is Yanyun root moss on the mountain, and the cold red tears are charming.
In September, the rice fork is deserted, and the firefly flies at a low angle.
Stone veins and flowing springs drip sand, and ghost lights are picturesque.
The autumn wind swept, the autumn fields were bright and clean, the pond was deep and clear, and insects were singing and grass was singing. Mossy rocks, thick clouds floating. The autumn flowers with dewdrops are crying delicately. In September, the rice in the wasteland is uneven, and fireflies with cold light are flying low on the inclined path. The spring water seeping from the crevices drops into the sand, and the jack-o'-lantern is like a painted lamp in the grave, and the pine forest is dotted with flowers.
5. The Fifth Song of "Thirteen Poems of South Yard" Tang Dynasty: Li He
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?
Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families?
Why don't men wear weapons and gather in Guanshanji Fifty States? Please go to Lingyange, where there are heroes of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and see which scholar was once named the Marquis of every household in the food city.