Border town makes people sad. This was especially true for relatives in the past. Snow and ice cut the skin. The wind is infinite. There is no one in a hundred miles. Vegetation. Who should be late? Go to the city to see the pavilion. A flying flag. Walker ignored the rebellion. Run away from home. Children are more prisoners. There's no time to cry. This world is a paradise. What is Curuz? I don't know what happened to Polygonum cuspidatum. Come and go without discussion.

Two songs are composed by It's Hard to Go to the Army (one is the Army that is Hard to Go in March and the Luo that is Hard to Go to the Army).

Don't you see that the males who seal foxes are in droves, and Shen Feng is deeply disappointed in consolidating the demon atmosphere.

The decree divided the troops and recruited villains, and Jintan was punished by the general.

The generals guard the temple, and the soldiers run amok.

The dragon drove the car back to Tongliang in one breath and pointed to Sanba Dengjiange.

The pavilion road starts from the garrison building, and the sword gate is far away from the Lingqiu.

There is no smooth road to Qiongguan, but there are rapids in Shuang Yuan.

The conscription is gone forever, and the country will be too late.

Out of the hill, the gray forest is far away.

Road danger, Zigaifeng, green and muddy road.

Pointing at the funeral, nothing can be done.

The cliff is thousands of miles away, and even the mountains are high.

China and foreign countries are divided into different places.

Toe pillow in the south, kunmi in the north.

Chuanyuan is surrounded by poisonous fog, and the valley is rainy.

The four seasons flow, and the ancient times collapse.

The stems of the canopy are unsafe, and vines cause danger.

I heard that I followed military music before, but today I know it's hard to go.

Cangjiang River and green water flow eastward, and Yanzhou Yi Dan is in the south-central part.

South, south, middle and south reflect the Milky Way, and Qinchuan and Qinsai block smoke.

There are not many scenic spots in the border areas in March, but there are many boils in the middle of Luzhou in May.

The morning light drove away the tired scouts, and the evening rest tired the woodcutter's song.

Bend until the moon is weak, and even the stars turn much.

Pay close attention to justice and reason, and explore the east and west several times.

Every night, I face new scenic spots and temples. I wear clothes every year.

Bachengjiao, Dianchi Lake water, Tianyawang accumulation, there is no boundary between the two places.

I feel cruel to save people, but I don't know how far away it is.

It's hard to get rid of it without reviving it.

And Yueqing Liuqu recalls Fiona Fang Taoli people.

The crimson flag is divided into white, and the red heart and white blade reward the Lord.

But once the king knows, who will be afraid of three-way fighting?

It's hard to go, thousands of people are thousands of faces, and I don't return to the clouds and short John, and I look forward to Chang' an.

(This is a poem by Xin)

You don't see the dark dust in Yumen, and the bronze cymbals mix with the Great Wall.

The son of heaven pressed the sword to show courage, and the general was ravaged by scandal.

Seven German Long Tao opened a jade account, and thousands of miles of gongs and drums stacked golden roosters.

The bitter fog in the Yinshan Mountain buries the high base, and the lonely moon shines on the river.

Even the camp has gone to infinity, and it is far from the countryside.

Dark clouds are gathering on the dark Tianshan Mountains, and cold sand rises in the evening.

Longlin filed on the water, carving wings in front of Matou Mountain.

Wan Li marched to Qilian and ordered three Wu Xuan.

A hundred pieces of broken willows in Wu Hao, seven feet of dragons shine on the lotus.

Spring goes to Qiu Lai, ash goes, and the fragrance of the boudoir willow market is broken.

There are few books in Yanmen, and the honeymoon is slowed down by acacia.

It's hard to go, it's hard to swear to calm the atmosphere of the high hurdles.

However, Hou Long's forehead was expensive, and he followed in the footsteps of China women.

(with Xin)

Zhang Shuo was sent by the imperial edict. He toured the border and sat down to eat.

The Lord attaches great importance to military power and is the Great Sage.

Zhong Jun is still in power and the Prime Minister is still on tour.

I learned to dress up and move, Huang Zhang Temple announced slightly.

Rong Chao, Cheng Rui, Zagreb, Guo Ye turned to other occupations.

The pavilion blocked the east of the sea and the battlefield was in the north.

See the rocks and snow in spring and summer, and wait in the morning and evening.

I have closed the mountain and heard articles about defense.

Five camps are combined with the moon, and eight arrays are connected with clouds.

After a short period of planning, Huairou Road is more complete.

I drew Lin Ting when I came back, and I passed on my martial arts.

Join the army, congratulations to the dynasty.

Hu Shuo crossed the border town by the moon, and the art of war stabbed Beijing.

Tian Zi Jintan worship general, khan is a good soldier.

Riding and shooting pushed Ren Xia first, and Long Tao won the battle with Britain.

When I heard that there were Hehuang guests, I was a little worried.

Changshan rises to dominate the map, Surabaya gives birth to strategy, holding beads to bathe iron and dry mulberry, worrying about flag cream and pointing to black pills.

The cock crows at dawn, and the geese have come to Sasai to dispel the cold.

I am eager to leave the bitter festival happily, and my head is sobbing.

The trees on the edge rustle, the spring is not over, and the Tianshan Mountains are deserted and snowy.

The beautiful fish array meets Saiyunping, and the wild goose wing camp connects the sea and the bright moon.

At first, I saw the geese fly into the curtain of Jin, and I heard the sound of crying.

Spring scenery has been closed in Jinyang several times since I kept Rouge Mountain.

Jinhe did not turn to green silk to ride, jade chopsticks should blush.

Red is a swallow, and the grass is green by the pool.

I've seen Liu Ying's pure air, and I don't care about falling plum songs.

Shenfeng stove drops the static pavilion, and Haiyan Mountain is quiet.

I hope Feng Jing can make Capgemini change careers and return to the Green painter.

Wang Wei is in Longxing

The troops of the emergency unit galloped away on horseback. Ten miles on a horse, five miles on a whip, and travel with lightning.

This is the army of the Northwest Military Command. He came to the emergency military book and reported that the Xiongnu army had surrounded the western region of Jiuquan in the western region of China.

It snowed in Guanshan, and there was no smoke in the lookout.

Volume 125_7 Joining the Army Wang Wei

Honk the horn to move pedestrians and make noise to pedestrians.

Sad Ma Si chaos, because crossed the golden river.

In the desert at sunset, in the smoke of war.

Leave a name for the king's neck and give it to the son of heaven.

Fuyuan town yuan town

Zhao died 400 thousand, all for the ghosts in the pit.

The prince of Zhao didn't believe mother Zhao's words and ordered more deaths.

Fill the air rope of the dead soldier and cut off the enemy Zhao.

Although it is light to be surrounded, what's more, people with elbows are supporting it.

The ghost wife in the pit is in the camp, and the hemp wears wild geese.

The wife who saw her husband off cried again, but she didn't see him off until she died.

Husband expedition, expedition don't have to keep the Great Wall, go out life and death.

Yongyule (Nostalgia of Gu Bei Pavilion in Jingkou)

It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!

However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who can ask, Lian Po is too old to eat?

Manjianghong Manjianghong (Writing)

Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car to break through, Helan Mountain is lacking. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.

Manjianghong (feeling of climbing the Yellow Crane Tower)

Looking at the Central Plains from a distance, there are many battlements. Think of that year, flowers covered willows and protected Fengtai Long Ting. Long live the Pearl in front of the mountain, and Penghu Temple is full of songs. Up to now, money is full of effects, and dust is evil.

The soldiers are there, and the ointment is on the front line. People live in peace and fill in the gaps. Sighing that mountains and rivers are the same, thousands of villages are sparse. When you ask for a sharp brigade, cross the Qinghe River with a whip. However, I came back and continued my trip to Hanyang, riding a yellow crane.

Wuchang nostalgia

At present, the Five Dynasties campaign is still vague.

Wind begets war, Ge crosses, and the moon sets and the South Tower returns to its old days.

Autumn horse disease, spring river flow Shu fish fat.

Looking north of China, I know where my father can talk about Yue Fei.

Ten Poems by Xu Ci Xianggong Yue Yunfei

It's not enough to defend the Jinghe River. I'm trying to restore my position.

Ten years ago, Wan Li marched to the north to look at the cold.

Zhao Jin defected from the team in a hurry, leaving the crying boy behind.

Poor physical death was unnecessary, and the king's tomb was never widened.

Ten Poems of Xu Ci's "Xiang Gong Yun": Out of the Fortress

The red Luo sits on the red saddle and the yellow flag dials the official.

In autumn, Lu Longfan is dumb, and at night, the white horse is cold.

Iron balls, three armies and rockets burn thousands of backbones.

The murder weapon is known as the murder weapon, so I only ask Emperor Wu for leniency.

Ten Poems by Veteran Xu Xianghong

In the war, there were no horses and saddles, and the hunters were humble officers.

Every time I think back to catching Lu Jian in the clouds, I feel like a gift in the snow several times.

Xiao Jian's sanity is still there, and his robe is damaged by blood.

Occasionally clap the old bow and pity the arm strength, but also pity the width of the northwest battlefield.

Xu Ci xianggong yunshi old horse

A saddle with a thin ridge and a horizontal ridge, no one will be a southern official when riding in the north.

The worn bristles are not brittle, but the old iron is still cold.

Rain is expected to make grass grow, hooves smell like spring, and wild flowers will dry up.

Poor arrogant gentleman is useless today, and I am ashamed to see the new foal toddler.

Ten Poems by Xu Ci Xianggong Li Yun and Zhong Xian

The five-foot plateau is over the saddle, and the same state is too conservative.

The road picks wild fights and turns south, and the flag hunts the wind and listens to the cold in the north.

The soldiers in the quarry are brave, and the arrow marks on the orange robes are dry.

These chickens and dolphins were released to Marshal Xi as long as the country was vast at that time.

Ten Poems by Xu Xianghong and Liu Kun

Five-color Jing Rong Million Saddles, boasting that the dragon and tiger are in charge of the army.

The noise of lightning is chaotic and the array is cold.

Huang Shiyuan has been using the art of war, and the Blood League has been committed to it.

Taiping disciple was seriously ill and got a good job.

Ten Poems of Xu Ci's "Xiang Gong Yun": Entering the Fortress

In a bloody battle, Hu Erfu fell on the saddle and hit an official.

The soldiers are fierce, and the wine chills the banana.

There are geese in the moonlight, and the snow in the fishing sun is bitter and purple.

Hu Wu may not have no seeds, nor will he relax his strategy.

Ten Poems by Major General Xu Xianghong

Armored with gold saddle, you must worship the official after many battles.

Make every effort to clear the field, divide the flag and seize the land, and the halberd will sink into the sand.

It's brave to annex Hokuriku, but I won't do it until I win the Central Plains.

Peace will be established one day, and the boat has loved the width of the five lakes.

Ten Poems by Shaoma Xu Xianghong

Dragons can fight with iron as a saddle and frequently carry generals to battle for official positions.

The hoof running north to Hu Xue is slippery, and the wind on the edge is very cold.

The red tassels on the cymbals are messy, and the printing wheels are white and sweaty.

The grass on the battlefield is too busy to eat, and the bridle in front of the front is never wide.

Ten Poems by Wei Sheng Xu Xianghong

First, Shandong chased Lu An, and Pinghuai ordered him to be the Huai Guan.

The hero Naypyidaw Huang Jingui is wearing a poisonous arrow.

The rain shed red blood and the wind covered the tiger's skin.

I am so successful today, but I hate the vastness of the sea.