Seven Poems for Military Service (IV) Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling. There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned. Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds and continuous snow-capped mountains. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers on the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out and their ambitions are immortal. They will never return to their hometown before defeating the invading enemy.
Ode to Lime in Ming Dynasty: Yu Qian. It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing. I'm not afraid of fractures. I want to leave my innocence in the world. Stones mined from the deep mountains after thousands of times of chiseling regard the burning of blazing fire as a very common thing. Even if it is smashed into pieces, it is not afraid, as long as the noble integrity stays in the world.
It is difficult to go to the second Tang Dynasty: Li Bai. The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out. I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts. I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained. At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence. You see, in ancient Yan Zhaowang, Guo Kun was highly valued, Hui Zhejie was embraced, and the corporal was humble. Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents. But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him? The road is hard, I must go back!
The road of life is so broad that I have no way out. I don't want to play gambling games like cockfighting and running dogs with rich children in Chang 'an. I don't like to grovel before power like Feng Xuan. In those days, Huaiyin people laughed at Han Xin's cowardice and incompetence, and the ministers of the Han Dynasty were jealous of Jia Yi's talent.
You see, in ancient times, Yan Zhaowang attached great importance to Guo Kun and was loyal and humble to the corporal, so there was no suspicion. The dramatist Xinhe thanked him for his kindness, exhausted his loyalty and wisdom, and used their talents to serve the monarch. However, Yan Zhaowang had already passed away. Who else can reuse a wise man like him? Times are hard, I want to go home!