On this day, the Sixth Army was stationed in Malaysia, and at that time, they laughed at the cows on Tanabata. From Li Shangyin's Ma Wei? Second "
In vain, I heard the legend that overseas Kyushu, the afterlife is unpredictable, and this life will not stop.
When they heard the guards guarding them, they fought swords at night, and there were no more chickens in the palace.
The Sixth Army has agreed that they will all be stationed in Malaysia. On the old Qixi Festival, we also laughed at the Weaver Girl.
How did I spend the fourth period? I was an emperor, but not a son-in-law. I was with Mochow at night.
Heroic Poems of Ancient Wars (2) The king played with great skill and did his best in one song. From Li Yue's "Guo Hua Qing Palace" in Tang Dynasty
Wang Youguang is light, and he goes out with all his clothes on.
Jade chariot has ascended to heaven, and there are immortal trees in the Forbidden City. (there is another work: only)
Poems on Ancient War Heroes (III) World War I was rumored to be full of gods, and Qiang Bing on both sides of the Taiwan Strait never stopped. From "Two Years Old" by Cao Song in Tang Dynasty? Nuoguangzong Ming first year "
The fertile water of the river was painted as a war picture, and the people had to collect firewood to support their feet.
Please don't mention anything about Hou Feng, how many lives will be sacrificed for a person's success!
Legend has it that once the war starts, even the immortals are worried that the troops on both sides of the strait have been fighting for many years.
Who knows Cangjiang always has nothing to do? There has been a long bloody battle recently.
After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. From Du Fu's Spring Hope in Tang Dynasty
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Ancient War Heroes Poems (V) Bowing in the Wind, Generals Hunting the Acropolis. From Hunting by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole.
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.
It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying.
Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.