Gao Shi's frontier poems
Gao Shi's frontier poems include Ge Yanxing, Frontier Listening to the Flute, Yingzhou Song, Frontier Smelling the Flute, Xiaxia Song, Returning from the North of the Thistle, Writing in the Thistle, Giving Cuier Since Ancient Times, and Longyou Sending Soldiers to Bai Shaofu.
1, "Listen to the flute on the fortress"
Snow-clean horses graze in the daytime, and Qiangdi guards the building in the moonlight.
Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.
2. Yingzhou Song Dynasty
Young people in Yingzhou hate vilen, and foxes hunt at the gates.
Drinking a thousand points is not intoxicating, and Hu can ride a horse at the age of twenty.
Step 3 work in thistle
The horse trekked across the desert to the border.
The border town is so depressed, and the sunshine is bleak and white.
In the battle of the battlefield, the long-tailed fox was repeatedly harassed and sad.
Without the security book, the generals are already in debt.
It's just that if Wu has no place to put it to use, he has to go back to China alone.
4. "Ge Yanxing"
The northeast border of China is shrouded in smoke and dust. In order to repel the barbaric invaders, our generals left their families.
Stride forward together, looking like heroes should watch, and received the emperor's most cordial favor.
_ Jin cut the drum and went down to the fishing pass. They surrounded the stone tablet with a row of flying flags.
Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
The highlands and rivers on the outer border were cold and desolate, but soon the barbarians' horses ran wild in the wind and rain.
Half of us were killed at the front, but the other half are still alive, and the beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them at the camp.
In autumn, the desert is full of grass, the sun sets, and there are only a few surviving watchmen by the lonely wall.
When you meet your enemy, you will despise him. However, despite what they have done, Elm Street is still not safe.
Still in the front line, the real clothes are thin, and it's time for Bai Weiling to look after his departure.
Still in this southern city, the young wife's heart is broken, while the soldiers on the northern border are looking forward to going home in vain.
Floating in the side yard _ that can be done, in a place of death and blue void, there is nothing ahead.
Three times a day, the dark clouds of slaughter rose over the camp. All night, the drums on the hour trembled and gave a cold rumble.
Until the white sword is seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a responsibility, who will stop to think about fame?
However, when it comes to the hardships of desert war, today we will mention Li, a great general who lived a long time ago.