If you want to love your own value, you have to give value to the world. ——(Germany) Goethe

The career of fruits is noble, and the world of flowers is sweet, but let me do the career of leaves in the shadow of silent devotion. ——(India) Thamar

No matter what happens, please accept life quietly and happily, bravely, boldly, and always smile. ——Luxembourg

Poems describing exotic customs:

1. "Military March Part 1"

In a hundred-foot building in the west of Fenghuo City, sitting alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk .

Blowing the Qiang flute to close the mountains to the moon, no worries about the golden boudoir.

2. "On the Military March Part 2"

The pipa dances with a new sound, always leaving the mountains behind.

I can’t stop listening to the excitement, and the autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.

3. "Military March Part 3"

The elm leaves in Guancheng are sparse and yellow early, and the clouds and sand are on the ancient battlefield at dusk.

Please return to the army to cover your bones. Do not teach the soldiers to cry for help.

4. "Army March·Part 4"

The snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds in Qinghai, and the isolated city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.

The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.

5. "Army March Part 5"

The desert is windy and dusty, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate.

The former army fought in Taohebei at night and reported that Tuyuhun was captured alive.

6. "Joining the Army - Part 6"

Purple sweat fell from the Hu bottles on his arms, and the Autumn Moon in the west of the city broke into pieces.

In the Ming Dynasty, the star rushed to seal the sword, and Cijun took Loulan overnight.

7. "Joining the Army Part 7"

There are thousands of peaks in Yumen Mountain, and there are always beacons in the north and south of the mountain.

The man garrisoned at a distance to watch the fire, but the horse disappeared deep into the mountains.

8. "Song Xia Song·Part 1"

The cicadas sing in the empty mulberry forest, and the road is closed in August.

It is cold when it comes out and into the wall, and yellow reeds are everywhere.

We have always been guests in this quiet place, but they are all old and dusty.

Don’t imitate the knight-errant and boast about Ziliu.

9. "Song Xia Song·Part 2"

Drinking the horse across the autumn water, the water is cold and the wind is like a knife.

The sun has not gone out in Pingsha, and I can see Lintao dimly.

In the old days of the Great Wall Battle, Xian Yan was in high spirits.

The yellow dust is enough for the present and the past, and the white bones are a mess of wormwood.

10. "Song Xia Song·Part 3"

He was ordered to go to Ganquan Palace to recruit soldiers from all over the world.

The imperial court prepared gifts and went out, and the prefectures and counties welcomed them in the suburbs of Henan.

Tens of thousands of people have died, but none of them are alive.

I would like to share palaces and stables and give them to border towns.