Poetry of Grade Three: Man Jiang Hong _900 words

Three shouts across the river resounded through the night sky in Tokyo.

"But before he conquered, he died. Since then, heroes have been crying on their coats!"

He just walked out of his friend Zong Ze's house, and behind him came the voice of Zong Ze's last strength.

"Cross the river! Cross the river! Cross the river! "

Then there was a cry.

He clenched his fist, the country was ruined, and the shame of Jingkang was still in his heart, which hurt him deeply. Tang Dasong was forced into such a situation by foreign sons. He gritted his teeth and secretly vowed: Brother Zong Ze, I will have a toast with you when I smash Huanglong and break through the lack of Helan Mountain!

Should have reopened the sun and the moon, rivers and mountains surging.

"General, the front is Henan Province." Report your hand.

He inadvertently revealed a smile. In ten years, hundreds of battles, large and small, laid his reputation as invincible in Yuegujun. I also dyed my sideburns white. Today, I can finally forget my shame. How can I not be happy?

In this way, with the army of Sichuan, Shaanxi and Huaihe, this time, we must recover the sixteen states of Youyun!

Suddenly I saw twelve gold medals and both roads stopped.

"Father and fellow villagers!" Before the expedition, he and Yue Jiajun bid farewell to the villagers: "Let's go and have a look. When I see you tomorrow, I will fly over and have a toast with you in Youzhou! "

"May the general!" An old man knelt on the ground: "Five Clouds Dragon Field!" "

"May the general!" Tens of thousands of people knelt down: "Five Clouds Dragon Field!"

The corners of his eyes are wet. Such a man, DaSong, how can he be invincible!

"Report!" Quickly raise the whip to report, the messenger turned over and dismounted, showing the gold medal: "The emperor is in a hurry! Yue Jiajun will return to Beijing soon! "

He froze.

There was silence all around.

He clenched his fist and finally made a decision: "It's outside! Military orders are not affected! All the soldiers are at your command! Send troops! "

"General!" The emissary stopped him: "Except Yue Jiajun, all the other troops retreated."

He was rocking himself on horseback.

How can it be destroyed at once? Unfortunately, it's been ten years.

In the barracks, he silently looked at the twelve gold medals.

If you don't trust yourself so much, why do you want to lead troops?

Since you let yourself lead the troops, why not trust yourself?

"If you stop, you won't be in the middle." Is it just a joke?

Ten years of hardship and ten years of struggle were destroyed because of a traitor's slanderous remarks.

There was a gleam of crystal in the corner of his eye.

He was afraid to go out and face thousands of elders outside the military camp.

He was afraid to go out and didn't know how to answer his men.

Flying also made my heart ache, and the elders around me cried.

"Move the soldiers and return to the DPRK." It's not loud, but it has exhausted all his strength.

There was silence all around.

"Soldiers! Go back to North Korea! " He cried and shouted.

Raise the whip and fall hard, in the direction of the capital. He galloped his horse.

He didn't dare to stop, looking at the elders on both sides of the road, listening to their cries and looking at their expectant eyes.

Yourself, unworthy.

Behind him, the hooves rang and the men followed him. They didn't have the pride of marching at that time, just walked silently with their heads down. Yue Jiajun, this is the only defeat.

Horseshoe goes south, and a hundred thousand tigers look at the north wind.