Song of Chang Gan
Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
General Cao painted a horse at the minister's house.
Du Fu
They are war horses. Either way, it is possible to face 10 thousand people. They let the white silk extend to a vast desert.
Gu Shen jun hang
The tree turns yellow, and the climb looks at Rong Hong.
Richie
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.
William Wang review
Two Liangzhou Ci Poems
Pu Tao wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, and you have fought several times since ancient times.
In the middle of Qin dynasty, flowers and birds had stopped, and the sandstorm outside the Great Wall was still cold.
Listening to Hu family folding willows at night reminds people of Chang 'an.
Lipper
Old custom
……
I left Yanmenguan yesterday and now I am guarding Longting.
Frightened sand and chaotic sea, flying snow fascinates Hu Tian.
Scorpions give birth to tigers, and souls chase tigers.
Guild fighting is not rewarded, and loyalty is hard to declare.
Who pity Li Feihui? There are no three sides to a white head.
……
Hackers have been gone for a long time, but who knows ghosts?
Hu Guanxing escaped from the wind and sand, but died in the cold wind.
The tree turns yellow, and the climb looks at Rong Hong.
Abandoned cities are empty and deserted, and border towns are completely blocked.
Bones covered with frost, cragginess covered with hazel.
Who abused it? Heaven is arrogant and poisonous.
He was angry with me, and he worked hard for the drums.
Yang loves to kill, and it kills Sao zhongtu.
……
A ball of sand and dirty beads, the grass is lonely.
……
Governors are like stars and moons, and guests are like.
Li Bai's comments
Xianghe Pavilion crossed the river in Wu Gong.
The Yellow River comes to Kunlun in the west, and Wan Li touches Longmen.
The stormy waves, Yao asked, Dayu cares about the rivers, and his children cry but don't peep at home.
Killing turbulent waters, Kyushu began to silkworm hemp.
Its harm is to go.
Lost in the sand, I am crazy and stupid.
In the early morning, the runoff was deserted, others did not hesitate to stop it, and the public crossed the river without any difficulty.
Tigers can fight, rivers can't rely on them, males are overwhelming with currents, and there are white-toothed whales like snow-capped mountains.
When it is made public, the bones are hanging in the meantime, and it' s sad to not return.
Wang Lie review
Two songs of Saishangqu
Zhu Yan old micro gold, sand lying iron clothes every year.
Spring does not enter the white grass city, and the yellow flowers keep the geese flying.
The lonely city keeps the building idle in the evening, and the Wan Ren Mountain is round and clear.
Spiegel doesn't need white hair. Sandstorm will solve old Zhu Yan.
Li qi's comments
Gu Shen jun hang
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.
There is no town three thousand miles away. There is nothing but a camp. The desert is covered with rain and snow.
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.
It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.
The bones of death are buried in the wilderness every year, and only grapes from the western regions are sent to the Han people.
2. Poems about camels
Bai Juyi sells camels.
Riding a horse for five years after drinking, booing when it is discounted. Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke.
Travel on land immediately.
An expert puts a willow branch on a camel, and an expensive horse changes a moth eyebrow. Who can solve things in the world like me? Shan Tong of Xiao Jian thinks this is appropriate.
Juyong Diecui Chen Fu
Cliffs in Wan Ren are like cut iron, and birds can't fly over mossy rocks. There is no bike in the dead wood and no snow in June. The sand beyond the Great Wall is boundless, and camel yells at Huang Yun at night. Zheng Hong fell from the sky, with a loud voice, trouble, and a small moon.
Two-part allegorical sayings about camels
Camels pull planes-they're too strong to be anywhere.
Hit the camel-hit it when you have enough rest.
Camels roll-they don't turn red.
Camels give birth to donkeys-a strange species.
Camels eat salt-their hearts are cold and bitter.
Camels fart-want to (ring) head not low.
3. Seek the ancient poetry 1 that describes "sandstorm". [Tang] William Wang's "Liangzhou Ci": Flowers and birds had stopped in the middle of Qin Dynasty, and the wind and sand outside the Great Wall hesitated.
The flowers and birds in Qin should have ended, but the sandstorm outside the Great Wall was still cold.
Tang (Tang Dynasty) is an ancient war song: when the throb of the war drum reverberates in the sand wind, we hear the guitar of the Chinese princess telling her endless sadness.
When pedestrians hear Diao Dou screaming in the dim wind and sand, or hear Princess Xijun's pipa, they will be more angry.
Third, [Song] Lu You's "Seclusion": The bamboo in the old country is surrounded by water, and it is a sandstorm to swim in Wan Li.
A residential building in China, surrounded by a sea of bamboo, invaded by wind and sand.
Fourth, [Tang] Du Fu's "General Cao Draws a Horse at the Minister's House": War Horse. Either way, it is possible to face 10 thousand people. They let the white silk extend to a vast desert.
These are all good horses with one victory over ten thousand. It is like seeing a galloping horse raise sand.
5.[ Song] Wen Tianxiang's "October 1st to Yanyue 5th, I am deeply saddened": Wan Li has made friends in the sandstorm, who can win the sound of Guangling?
Wan Li sandstorm knows all about it, who has the sound of guangling?
4. Poems about camels
Bai Juyi sells camels.
Riding a horse for five years after drinking, booing when it is discounted. Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke.
Travel on land immediately.
An expert puts a willow branch on a camel, and an expensive horse changes a moth eyebrow. Who can solve things in the world like me? Shan Tong of Xiao Jian thinks this is appropriate.
Juyong Diecui Chen Fu
Cliffs in Wan Ren are like cut iron, and birds can't fly over mossy rocks. There is no bike in the dead wood and no snow in June. The sand beyond the Great Wall is boundless, and camel yells at Huang Yun at night. Zheng Hong fell from the sky, with a loud voice, trouble, and a small moon.
Two-part allegorical sayings about camels
A camel pulls a plane-strength can't get it anywhere.
Hit the camel-hit it when you have enough rest.
Camels roll-they don't turn red.
Camels give birth to donkeys-a strange species.
Camels eat salt-their hearts are cold and bitter.
Camels fart-want to (ring) head not low.
5. Poetry about Camels My Desert
It is my ocean.
A ship is destined to drift all its life.
So I drift, too.
intuition
It is always just the way forward.
The concept of victory
It's fatigue, it's the strength to maintain the spirit.
never give up
Even in the moment of subversion
Still as strong as before
With the rhythm of life
Compose an eternal swan song
Poetry camel
Trains in the desert don't smoke
Long bell
A broken sound.
No matter what obstacles lie ahead.
He never closes his eyes or stops.
Always hold your head high
Circular footprint
Connect with the stars in the sky.
String together ancient times
supporting body
The beautiful peaks are undulating.
Reflected in the dusk one by one.
Chewing sand.
While spitting oasis.
Hunger is conquered by you.
Death is swallowed up by you.
A pair of bright eyes
Thinking about the future and the past
Poetry] Camel Travel
When I was 22 years old,
My life has changed greatly.
Like the mysterious prophecy of the wizard,
I have a pair of poet's eyes.
I can't tell the feeling of giving,
As if falling into a gorgeous dream.
What that crazy man said came true for me.
My soul escaped from my world,
Become a thin camel,
I had to ride it and start traveling around the world.
There is only white paper in the bag.
And a complete nib.
So I set out with fear,
At a slow but powerful pace,
In front of the long lonely shadow behind us,
Drift away.
2
Traveling all the way,
We came to the edge of life.
This place is full of the most sensitive contact in life.
Perhaps in vain, between sighs,
Look for the unknown answer in your heart.
The meaning of persistence lies in hope,
Pray for the wings of hope to ache.
Grow, plump
Maybe obsessed with yesterday and today's past,
But lost between today and tomorrow.
A man who has experienced many vicissitudes shouted to me:
I only heard him say a few words,
The wasteland of life stretches indefinitely,
Above it is a closed sky. ...
My camel raises its heavy head,
Crying at the gray sky.
I took paper and pen out of my bag,
Start recording the broken words in this world.
three
Sadness, like a ray of sunshine,
Shine into the ocean full of fresh flowers,
Loneliness flows silently in the depths.
Cut your imagination in a silent world,
Let those fragmented
Wind chimes collide and ring like bells.
Years hide behind time,
Silent memorial service
A faded past.
It's me, obsessed with a dream about love,
Woke up with eyes full of desolation. ...
Who can imagine,
Regret can actually wrap hope,
And grow up in despair!
The relentless wind blew away the last leaf on the grape trellis.
The swaying leaves,
Thin vines curl up with desire,
Wait, one day,
Bloom purple fragrance!
6. Poetry about Camels My Desert
It is my ocean.
A ship is destined to drift all its life.
So I drift, too.
intuition
It is always just the way forward.
The concept of victory
It's fatigue, it's the strength to maintain the spirit.
never give up
Even in the moment of subversion
Still as strong as before
With the rhythm of life
Compose an eternal swan song
Poetry camel
Trains in the desert don't smoke
Long bell
A broken sound.
No matter what obstacles lie ahead.
He never closes his eyes or stops.
Always hold your head high
Circular footprint
Connect with the stars in the sky.
String together ancient times
supporting body
The beautiful peaks are undulating.
Reflected in the dusk one by one.
Chewing sand.
While spitting oasis.
Hunger is conquered by you.
Death is swallowed up by you.
A pair of bright eyes
Thinking about the future and the past
Poetry] Camel Travel
When I was 22 years old,
My life has changed greatly.
Like the mysterious prophecy of the wizard,
I have a pair of poet's eyes.
I can't tell the feeling of giving,
As if falling into a gorgeous dream.
What that crazy man said came true for me.
My soul escaped from my world,
Become a thin camel,
I had to ride it and start traveling around the world.
There is only white paper in the bag.
And a complete nib.
So I set out with fear,
At a slow but powerful pace,
In front of the long lonely shadow behind us,
Drift away.
2
Traveling all the way,
We came to the edge of life.
This place is full of the most sensitive contact in life.
Perhaps in vain, between sighs,
Look for the unknown answer in your heart.
The meaning of persistence lies in hope,
Pray for the wings of hope to ache.
Grow, plump
Maybe obsessed with yesterday and today's past,
But lost between today and tomorrow.
A man who has experienced many vicissitudes shouted to me:
I only heard him say a few words,
The wasteland of life stretches indefinitely,
Above it is a closed sky. ...
My camel raises its heavy head,
Crying at the gray sky.
I took paper and pen out of my bag,
Start recording the broken words in this world.
three
Sadness, like a ray of sunshine,
Shine into the ocean full of fresh flowers,
Loneliness flows silently in the depths.
Cut your imagination in a silent world,
Let those fragmented
Wind chimes collide and ring like bells.
Years hide behind time,
Silent memorial service
A faded past.
It's me, obsessed with a dream about love,
Woke up with eyes full of desolation. ...
Who can imagine,
Regret can actually wrap hope,
And grow up in despair!
The relentless wind blew away the last leaf on the grape trellis.
The swaying leaves,
Thin vines curl up with desire,
Wait, one day,
Bloom purple fragrance!