1. "Song under the Sai" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
Drinking horses across the autumn water, the water is cold and the wind is like a knife.
The sun has not gone out in Pingsha, and I can see Lintao dimly.
In the old days of the Great Wall Battle, Xian Yan was in high spirits.
The yellow dust is enough for the present and the past, and the white bones are a mess of wormwood.
Interpretation:
I led my horse to drink water and crossed the big river. The water was cold and the autumn wind was as sharp as a sword.
The setting sun has not yet set in the vast battlefield, and Lintao is seen in the distance in the darkness.
There was a fierce battle at the Great Wall back then, and everyone said that the soldiers guarding the border were in high spirits.
Since ancient times, this place has been covered in yellow dust, with white bones scattered here and there mixed with weeds.
2. "Long Song Xing" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The wilderness is filled with sad wind and whistling yellow wormwood.
The horse is tied to the poplar tree, but who knows that I am holding it in my arms. ?
Those who are in the same robe will grow old when we meet each other.
Climb the Han family mausoleum in the north and look at Chang'an Road in the south. ?
There are dead tree roots below and a flying squirrel nest above.
The descendants of Prince Gao are gone, and no one has passed them for thousands of years. ?
Baoyu is frequently unearthed, but what can the elves do?
Life must be fulfilled, drink and sing.
Interpretation:
The empty wilderness is filled with the sound of desolate wind, and the wilderness is covered with withered and yellow wormwood.
Tie the horse's reins and lean on the poplar tree. Who knows where my arms are headed.
We were all older when we met those compatriots.
Climb up to the tomb of the Han family to the north, and look at the avenue of Chang'an to the south. There are dead tree roots under the mausoleum and a flying squirrel's nest.
Liu Bang’s descendants are nowhere to be found, and no one has passed by the tomb for thousands of years.
The treasures and jade in the tombs are frequently stolen. What can the gods do?
People should stay aware of their destiny and sing loudly when they have wine.
3. "Song of Saixia: Crossing the River in the Autumn Wind at Night" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The autumn wind crossing the river at night blew away the wild goose mulberry.
In the distance, I saw a hunter in a wild land, and a horse resting in the frost.
The five divisions divided their forces, leaving hundreds of soldiers alone on the battlefield.
If you have many merits, you will be jailed, but the soldiers will be heartbroken.
Interpretation:
The autumn wind quietly blows through the river in the frontier fortress and through the mulberry fields in Yanmen at night, making the border areas desolate. From a distance, people can be seen hunting in the Hu area. Although it is not autumn yet, the frontier fortress is already very cold, and the soldiers can only sleep in the open in the severe frost. On the battlefield, the soldiers were divided into five groups to fight, fighting alone and experienced hundreds of battles. Although the soldiers were brave, those who had more merit would be imprisoned. Thinking of this really makes the soldiers sad.
4. "Reply from the Master of Fufeng" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The murderous aura cannot flow, the wind is sad and the sun is cold.
The floating clouds rise far away, making the wanderers unhappy.
Still staying in Fufeng, drinking and talking about self-forgiveness.
Who can play the long cylindrical instrument without caring about it?
The master just drank from me and sighed at me.
I cried several times because it was difficult to travel while singing.
On the fifteenth day of the war, we fought in the border areas, and on the third and fourth days, we attacked Loulan.
Without disarming for years, there is nothing to eat.
The general surrendered to the Xiongnu, and the envoy did not send Sangqian.
When I left, I had 300,000 yuan and returned to Chang'an alone.
If you don’t believe in the hardships of the battlefield, you will see scars from swords and arrows.
The villagers were all scattered, and the tombs were destroyed.
Climb up to the green pine branches and let go of your heartache.
The beasts cannot go away from their sorrow, but who can bear to look at it on the roadside.
Fortunately, the Ming Dynasty came to an end, and the world was quiet and turbulent.
The old horse is helpless, and its power of singing has been exhausted.
What will happen to the youth's fortune meeting?
When the emperor first became a Zen official, he was a virtuous man.
This is the case on all three sides. Whether it is peaceful or not depends on whether it is peaceful or not.
Interpretation:
There was a chilling and desolate atmosphere everywhere along the way. The air seemed to have solidified. Suddenly, a sad wind blew up, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be enveloped in a layer of chill.
The surrounding air is filled with floating dust, which makes the wanderers walking on the road feel even more depressed.
So as usual, I stayed in Fufeng at night, buying wine and having fun alone.
Unexpectedly, after a few glasses of wine, the sadness in my heart became even more difficult to resolve, and I couldn't help but sigh, "The long hair is back."
The owner of Fufeng came over to raise a glass and drink with me, showing a lot of emotion during the chat.
He couldn't help but shed a few tears, and in his sorrow he sang the sad song "It's Difficult to Travel".
Master Fufeng said that he had been a soldier on the border since he was fifteen years old, and had participated in many wars against foreigners.
Border wars are frequent, and soldiers and armor are always on hand throughout the year. Sometimes the battles are so intense that they can't even get a meal for several days in a row.
In the last fierce battle, our army was outnumbered and ran out of ammunition and food. Finally, the commander-in-chief of the army was forced to surrender, and the envoys sent by the imperial court to sue for peace threw themselves into the river.
Of the hundreds of thousands of people who went on the expedition together, I am the only one who has returned to Chang'an alive.
If you don’t believe how difficult it is to fight on the battlefield, please look at the scars all over my body.
After returning to Chang'an, relatives and friends in the hometown have been scattered, and the tombs of our ancestors have long been dilapidated.
Faced with this situation, I couldn't help but pull on the pine branches, look up to the sky and cry. The grief was heartbreaking, the grass and trees were sad for it, and the wind and clouds changed their colors.
Such a miserable scene that even animals cannot bear to leave. How can people passing by this place bear to witness this miserable scene.
Fortunately, we are in an era of political clarity. The world is peaceful and peaceful, the world is at peace, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
Although I still want to contribute to the country, I have no choice but to get old and frail, and I hope to take a good rest.
You are catching up with such a good fortune now, why are you still so depressed?
The emperor today appoints talents and works hard to govern. It is a good time for talented people to achieve their goals.
The situation at the border is also the same now. The soldiers are working hard and are united. These are all good signs! Times are changing and things need to be carefully observed, so take advantage of them yourself.
5. "Seven Poems on the Military March" by Wang Changling in the Tang Dynasty
One:
In the Baichi Building in the west of Fenghuo City, the sea breeze and autumn are alone at dusk. (Single piece: Sitting Alone)
Blowing the Qiang flute to close the moon in the mountains, no worries about the golden boudoir.
Second:
The pipa dances to a new sound, always leaving the old feelings behind.
I can’t stop listening to the excitement, and the autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.
Third:
The elm leaves in Guancheng are sparse and yellow early, and the clouds and sand are on the ancient battlefield at dusk.
Please return to the army to cover your bones. Do not teach the soldiers to cry for help.
Fourth:
The snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Fifth:
The desert is windy and dusty, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate.
The former army fought in Taohebei at night and reported that Tuyuhun was captured alive.
The sixth one:
Purple sweat fell off Hu Ping's arms, and the Autumn Moon in the west of the city broke into pieces.
In the Ming Dynasty, the star rushed to seal the sword, and Cijun took Loulan overnight.
The seventh one:
There are thousands of peaks in Yumen Mountain, and there are always beacons in the north and south of the mountain.
The men garrisoned at a distance to watch the fire, but the horses disappeared deep into the mountains.
Interpretation:
One:
To the west of the beacon tower stands a high garrison. At dusk, I sit alone on the garrison and let it go. The autumn wind blowing from the lake lifted his shirt. At this time, there was another burst of resentful Qiang flute sound, playing the tune of "Guan Shan Yue", but the sound of the flute added to the longing for his wife thousands of miles away.
Second:
Dancing in the army, the accompaniment of the pipa plays a new sound. No matter how it is renovated, every time I hear the tune of "Guan Shan Yue", it will always arouse the border. The sadness of soldiers feeling homesick after a long absence. The complicated music and dance are intertwined with the sadness of homesickness, and the desire and rationality are still chaotic, endless. At this time, the autumn moon shines high on the Great Wall.
Third:
The leaves of the elm trees in the border town had already fallen sparsely and turned yellow. In the evening, a battle had just ended. Looking around the battlefield, I saw dusk clouds closing, and the desolate sky. The hills rise and fall. The general submitted a petition to the emperor to request his masters so that the bones of the soldiers who died in the battlefield could be transported back to their hometown for burial, and the soldiers could not be saddened to cry over the burial of their comrades in a foreign land.
Fourth:
The long steaming clouds and mist rising from Qinghai Lake obscure the entire Qilian Mountains, and the lonely city of Yumen Pass can be seen in the distance. The yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the frequent battles have worn away the armor of the soldiers. They will never return it until the enemy is defeated.
Fifth:
In the desert in northern Saibei, strong winds were blowing, dust was flying, and the sky was dark. The military situation on the front line was very urgent. They quickly attacked after receiving the battle report. The vanguard had already launched a fierce battle with the enemy on the north bank of the Tao River last night. They had just heard about the exchange of fire with the enemy, and now the news came that a great victory had been achieved.
Sixth:
The general has a vase tied to his arm and rides a purple-bodied horse with a heroic appearance; an autumn moon hangs high in the sky west of Suiye City. An urgent military situation came from the border. The emperor sent an envoy to inform the general at night, and gave Shang Fang a sword to immediately lead his troops to the front line to kill the enemy. The general bowed to the imperial edict, resigned from the capital, and rushed to the battlefield. The soldiers used their lives and worked hard to quickly break through the enemy's lair. .
Part 7:
The mountains around Yumen Pass are stacked on top of each other, like many barriers protecting the northwest frontier of the dynasty; beacon towers are dotted on every hilltop. People guarding the border relied on beacon fire to convey news; there were deep mountains and dense forests, and horses would disappear after running for a while.