From the military line
Tang Yang Jiong
The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and I feel uneven in my heart.
Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city.
The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums.
Rather be a centurion than a scholar.
The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and I feel uneven in my heart.
The beacon fire continued to illuminate Chang'an (ancient Xijing), and my heart also fluctuated.
Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city.
I gave up the ** Houlu in the palace, changed into iron armor, and patrolled around the imperial city on horseback.
The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums.
Falling snowflakes dimmed the patterns on the flags, and the chaotic drums beat in the wind.
Rather be a centurion than a scholar.
I would rather be a petty officer commanding a hundred people than a scholar who only reads books and does not care about the world.
Hunting
Tang Wang Wei
The wind is strong and the bow is roaring, and the general hunts Weicheng.
The grass is withered, and the snow is light.
Ignore Xinfeng City and return to the fine willow camp.
Looking back at the place where the eagle was shot, thousands of miles of twilight clouds were flat.
The wind is strong and the bow is roaring, and the general hunts Weicheng.
The wind was so strong that the horned bow rattled, and the general was hunting near Weicheng. ”
The grass is withered, and the snow is light.
The grass in the meadow withered, and the eagle's eyes were sharpThe snow on the ground had melted, and the horses were running briskly. ”
Ignore Xinfeng City and return to the fine willow camp.
I have already passed through Xinfeng City without paying attention, and now I am going back to the Xiliu Camp. ”
Looking back at the place where the eagle was shot, thousands of miles of twilight clouds were flat.
Looking back at the place where the eagle was shot just now, the twilight clouds in the distance spread out in the sky. ”
Early winter
Tang Du Fu
The old man's clothes are narrow, and the cold color is dark.
The fishing boat is on the rushing water, and the fire is hunting in the high forest.
There is a day when Xi Chi is drunk, and Liang Fu is worried.
The war has not stopped, and the source is what the heart is.
The old man's clothes are narrow, and the cold color is dark.
I'm getting older, and the military uniform I wear feels tight, and after I retire, I feel the cold of winter even more deeply. ”
The fishing boat is on the rushing water, and the fire is hunting in the high forest.
Watch the fishing boats sail down the rushing river, and the hunters' campfires flickering in the high woods. ”
There is a day when Xi Chi is drunk, and Liang Fu is worried.
During the day, I often drank until I got drunk near Xichi (a place name), and when I was sad, I recited "Liang Fu Yin". ”
The war has not stopped, and the source is what the heart is.
The war has not stopped, how can I, a retired old man, feel at ease?”
Early winter night drink
Don Du Mu
Huaiyang is sick and occasionally courting,
Guest sleeves infused with frost and candlesticks.
Lay down a pile of snow under the pear blossoms,
Who's going to do it next year?
Huaiyang is sick and occasionally seeks pleasure, I have been sick several times in this place in Huaiyang, and occasionally I want to have some fun. ”
Guest sleeves infused with frost and candlesticks.
As a guest, my sleeves were covered with frost, just like the frost next to this candlestick. ”
A pile of snow is laid down with pear blossoms, and under the corner of the wall in the yard, those pear blossoms are like piles of snow. ”
Who's going to do it next year?
This time next year, I don't know who will be staring over the railing here. ”
Plum blossoms
Song · Wang Anshi
There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.
I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.
There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.
The plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloomed alone in the bitter cold. ”
I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.
Even from a distance, I could tell it wasn't snow, because there was a faint scent wafting through it. ”
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