Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. It's in vain.
This is a word of encouragement to Chen Tongfu. The poet recalled the grand occasion of killing in those years, expressed his ambition to defend his country and destroy the invaders, and also expressed his grief and indignation that his country was invaded by foreign countries. But now that he is old, he can no longer serve the country and kill the enemy.