Year: Tang Author: Li He Style: Yuefu
Paint gray bones with red water and sand bottom, sad ancient blood with bronze flowers.
The golden pole with white feathers is exhausted in the rain, and there are three ridges and residual ears.
I'm looking for a plain where I can ride two horses. I'm under Artemisia Wharf in Shi Tian, to the east of the post station.
The wind is long and the stars are rustling, and the black flag clouds hang wet at night.
The left soul is thin, and the cheese bottle will burn the sheep.
Insect-dwelling geese are sick with asparagus and red, and the return air blows yin fire.
Visiting the ancient marble, the cymbals are broken, and the front is red and the meat is broken.
Nanmo Dongcheng immediately advised me to exchange gold for bamboo.
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Gui: Original text (Gui Xian).
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Hangchangping valley.
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1: Changping: Shanxi is flat today. There are 400,000 Zhao pawns in Baiqikeng.
2. Paint gray bones with red water sand, and paint sad ancient blood with bronze flowers: paint gray, and the arrow is as black as gray. Bone meal, white bone meal, etc. Freshwater sand, sand is dyed red with blood. Or, paint, ashes, bones and arrows. Copper flower, copper rust also.
3. The white feather and the gold ring are exhausted in the rain, leaving only three remaining ridges: the white spirit and the arrow feather. Three ridges, the arrow is triangular. Spike, the arrow is like Spike.
I'm looking for a plain where I can ride two horses. I'm under Artemisia dock in Shi Tian, the east of Ye Ping: the plain. Artemisia dock, a low-lying land covered with chrysanthemum.
5: The wind is long and the stars are short, and the flag clouds are wet. At night, the Qiyun is wet and looks like a flag.
6. Left soul and right soul are thin, pour cheese bottles and roast sheep: sacrifice the soul.
7. Insect flies and geese are sick with asparagus red, and the return air blows yin fire: asparagus red, asparagus withers.
8. Visit the ancient meatballs, break the arrow, break the front and lick the meat: meatballs, tears streaming down your face. Lu Ji: "The breath rushes to the chest and sobs, and the tears fall." Broken arrow, broken arrow. Xuan, shattered glass also. Hey, cut off the thorns.
9: Nanwu Dongcheng immediately advised me to exchange gold for bamboo: immediately, Ren Xia also. Kim, the arrow is also said. Bamboo, bamboo also. According to Bamboo Spectrum, bamboo is soft and thin. Shuowen: "Fat, the meat container in the ancestral hall."
Dengzezhou Chengbei Lou Yan
Chen Ziang
A tired traveler all his life.
There is no end to observation.
Go back to this country.
I want to be with you.
See Qin Bing base.
I heard from Zhao.
Where is Wu Anjun?
Changping is empty.
Let's sing a mysterious song.
Royal (a title) dances with wine.
Don't be a green scorpion
Well, Pulsatilla.
Wen Tianxiang's song has no title, only a quotation-
On February 6, the sea war, the lonely minister Tianxiang sat in the north ship and wailed to the south. It was a poem saying
Changping has a pit of 400,000 yuan, and the Qin people are happy and the Zhao people are resentful.
The wind blows sand without flowing, the joy of Chu is the sorrow of Han.
Military strategists often win or lose. When will the war end?
There will be a wise celestial officer who is not addicted to killing.
I didn't feel guilty at the beginning of my life, but I suffered from Yang Jiu after my birth.
It's shameful to break up with two States and kowtow and sweep the mountains and rivers.
As a minister, I should die. The secretary at the gate is a disgrace.
When I went back to China to wash the sun, I was flattered by the announcement of white hemp.
Three years of hard work and hardship can only be seen in Chang' an.
If you are a tiger without tobacco, as long as you don't fight, you will be caught.
A thousand ships sink in the horizon, and two males contend.
There was no war in ancient times, and there was no before and after.
Rangers come and go day after day, and January is a struggle between snipes and mussels.
Southerners want to help Kunlun, while northerners want to be swallowed up by the Yellow River.
The sky is stormy, the guns are rumbling, and the arrows are raining.
Who is a woman and who is a man split instantly, and the body floats in the ocean.
There were boats everywhere on the cliff yesterday, but now there are only boats here.
Last night, there were drums on both sides, but today the boat snored and slept.
When the northern soldiers return home for eight thousand miles, everyone likes wine.
Only the lonely minister is crying, and I dare not sing to people.
Six dragons know where they are, and the sea is separated by smoke.
I want to kill courtiers with my sword. Who is the golden belt?
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