1, "Chusai"
Don Wang Changling
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
2. Liangzhou Ci
Don William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
Step 3 join the army
Don 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.
4. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Don Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The vast sea dried up, thousands of feet ice, dark clouds bleak, Wan Li condensed.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
5. "Hope of Spring"
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
6. "11the storm on the 4th of the month"
Song luyou
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.
Lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.