Hezhe people travel to Xinjiang (1)
The vast western regions are long and the yellow sand is rolling all over the sky. At that time, adding firewood and throwing bones, now, the wind of mourning is widely circulated in Xinjiang.
Li Bai's poems are still there in Cen Can, and Zhang Qian's Sanzang's footsteps are fragrant. Hu Yangqiang's camel bell rings, crossing Tianshan Mountain and remembering Zuotang.
Hezhe Xinjiang hang (2)
The vast sand sea is endless, and I occasionally see Populus euphratica standing in the sea. General Shiro is very proud. He is trying to raise his arms to the sky.
Shocked that the heat will turn cold in the morning and evening, and watermelon will be covered with cotton at night. Crossing the yellow sand is not afraid of difficulties, and women's heroism is better than that of men.
Hezhezu Xinjiang Tour (3)
The snow and ice on the vast plateau are as cold as a sword. Young soldiers stand tall, and Wan Li's frontier is stronger than iron.
Big hands are rough, small faces are purple, and cracks are all over cocoons and scars. Embrace the dragon deeply, stare, shed tears and clench your fists.
Hezhezu Xinjiang Tour (4)
Love to travel, not afraid of Xin, the Xiong family has a daughter named Hezhen. How heroic it is to dare to cross the desert and rush to the plateau to send all of my heart.
Lying in the north wind at night, tasting horse milk, and watching Kunlun in the border field every day. Slim figure and great potential, better than men, I am Muqin.
Hezhezu Xinjiang Tour (5)
It is brave and valuable to travel all over southern Xinjiang without fear of Xin and dare to wear the desert. Boarding the warm border card, overlooking Kunlun shows courage.
I love to see historical sites and new towns, and the abandoned fort on the beacon tower has also been boarded. Listening to the wind whistling in the Populus euphratica forest, Wan Li was deeply touched by this trip.
What are the poems praising Xinjiang?
Guan Shanyue 1
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Translation:
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty long wind blew through Yumen Pass where Wan Li and the soldiers were stationed.
In those days, Han soldiers pointed to Deng Bai Mountain Road, and Tubo coveted a large area of rivers and mountains in Qinghai.
This is the place where wars have been fought for generations, and few soldiers who fought can survive.
Garrison soldiers looked at the border town from a distance, and they couldn't help looking sad when they missed their hometown.
At this time, the wives of the soldiers are in the tall building, sighing when they can see their relatives in the distance.