Author: Cao Xunnian: Song.

Smokers dew frost wind, sound sad invasion robe.

According to the name of the saddle, I hope that the sand will burn and the bones will burn.

Ask Fu Tian with a whip for a while, and he will bend his back first.

On this basis, the old father and son took the bow and knife.

The general ordered Qiu Jiasheng to be strict with the law and there was no escape.

Dozens of battles have been fought against the city, and the disabled people have harmed the nest.

At that time, the second son was not in the battle, and the old man was free from boredom.

Ordinary people trespass on buildings, and disasters extend thousands of miles.

Officials and private officials killed all the people and officials, and sat down to do the flesh and blood levy.

General Weiyu sealed ten thousand households, and the foot soldiers buried Artemisia.

So far, the wildfire is black, and the ghosts in the sky cry and howl.

Li Bai's two songs about peace and joining the army have been worn out on the battlefield and the south of the city has been besieged. Rushed into the camp, shot General Huyan, and led the rest of the soldiers back alone.

Wang Wei sent Wei to judge things in order to receive the son of heaven and go to the battlefield to live longer. Knowing that Korea made Xiao Guan far away, I was worried about watching the sunset in the lonely city.

Wang Changling sent two new poems on horseback across the white saddle, and the moonlight on the battlefield was cold after the war. The drums on the wall are still echoing in the wilderness, and the blood on the sword in the sword box is still not dry.

I often build four songs in Saiquxia, the North Sea moves in the evil wind, and the Mingjun Temple looks at the dragon pile. Golgotha is a pawn of the Great Wall, and the battlefield flies to ashes at dusk.

William Wang's Liangzhou Ci two Pu Tao wine luminous cups, want to drink pipa immediately advised. Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.

Li Bai marched (one for the army and the other for the March), and the horse straddled the white saddle, and the moonlight was cold after the war. The drums and drums of Chengtou are still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box is still wet.

Li Bai fought hundreds of battles with the army, and the south of the city was surrounded. Rushed into the camp, shot General Huyan, and led the rest of the soldiers back alone.

Cen Can's title "Alfalfa Peak" conveyed a message to his family. When the alfalfa peak meets beginning of spring, there are tears on the Hulu River. In the boudoir, I just have empty memories, but I don't see the battlefield worrying about killing people.

Early autumn in Yanwu Military City Last night, the autumn wind entered the Han Pass, and the moon was full of western hills and near the new moon. Repeatedly ordered brave soldiers to chase the enemy and not let a horse escape from the battlefield.

Li Yi blew the clouds and piled Han to leave Lu, and the flag blew the clouds and piled Han at half mast. Khan began to cry while hunting near the battlefield.

When was Li Yi's "Ten percent of the Yellow River in Qu Xia flows eastward" buried in the battlefield? Cai Yan did not make Hu Jia, and Su Wu returned to hold the Han Festival.

Gao Pian lamented the strength of the heart, the strength of courage, and the suffering of the battlefield for ten years. You can't walk along the road when you are exhausted. Who's Hiro?

Gao Pian's two poems, the first one is Saigon's song, Shang Lang, enlighten my husband, Shang Lang, Xia Ling, and hate General Han for life and death. I didn't know that the battlefield in Wan Li was bitter, but it was empty and safe.

Zhang Qiao banquet will make Liangzhou Jinshi Qing a song, while the wind will move Xiao Sa into Jiangcheng. There is an old war guest in the seat. Don't play the flute.

Tang's two poems about horses are as lofty as mountains, as far away as alfalfa in the spring suburbs. The battlefield is sweating like rain, and the dream soul is still in Yumenguan.

Li Yuxian, the chief magistrate of Jianghuai, invited Duke Lu to come to the waterfront in the east, hoping to catch Tao Jun. The general made great achievements for a while and fought many battles.

Joe has prepared a 30,000-mile battlefield, with 5,000 soldiers in Athens. Ice-breaking creek garrison, blowing iron to seal the city. Clouds and snow drift at dusk, and there is no crystal in cold days. I've been suffering for Wynn, but I don't know if I'm in love with him.

Liu Changqing's generation will retire from Wei Que with a teenager and go to the battlefield with a white head. Thin horses love autumn grass, which reminds people of their hometown. Twilight blew the moon, and Jony J brought frost. Since I arrived in Yunzhong County, I have won many battles today.

Looking at the building in the north of the city, Li Hua suspected the night, and it was as cold as the battlefield snow. I once took the western regions, hoping to surpass them. I can read endlessly and want to forget what I said. Is it a touching flower, a lonely festival of self-pity?

Zheng Chao sent the border to make the river close, and the border color was detached. Farewell by the water, battlefield and winter. In the morning, the rafters are carved back, and in the evening, there is no peak before the snow. How long will China be an envoy? He must let distant countries follow.

Zheng Zhun's generation sent the border people to the kingdom of Jun for a long time, but he was unconscious. A piece of heart is a solution, and a dream is a bridge. Holy ze is like bait, and the battlefield is over. When the cool breeze is for me, I will make an anvil sound one by one.

In the robes of Kaiyuan Palace, poetry is used to guard the guests on the battlefield. If they are cold and bitter, they will sleep. When you make a shirt, you know who it falls on. Deliberately add a few more lines, and the feelings are more cotton. This life has passed, which is fate.

In the virtual, the grass is green, where to think deeply. After Jingu died, the battlefield became warmer. The dragon forest hides wealth, and the wind and rain are selfless. Who can I give the fragrance to if I want to pick orchids and flowers?

Thirty-eight poems describing Chen Ziang's experience are bleak and hopeless, which is a barren road in ancient Myanmar. How can pavilions destroy healthy qi and bones are not full? The yellow sand curtain rises in the south and hides in the west corner during the day. Han Jia, 300,000 yuan, once worked for the Huns. But seeing death on the battlefield, who will pity the lonely people?

Li Xian used Guan Shanyue to leave clouds in the sky, while Guan Shanyue was bright. Qiangdi came, all for nothing. Hey, lonely and tall, sad and windy. Snow fills the dust, carving a wide battlefield. He is unknown in the lake, and he is a phoenix in Chao Ge.

Zhang said that in June last year, the border patrol was in Hebei, west of Hexi, and in June this year, it was in the north of Hebei. What is the road to the battlefield? How long can life be in the world? The battle of maturity is like silk. It's not too late to report to the Lord at Anbian and make a eulogy to close the mountain.

Zuyong looked at the Jimen Yantai with horror, and looked at the China military camp that echoed with bugles and drums. Snow covered the cold, cold brightness, and the frontier light shone on the flag. The fire on the battlefield, Hu Yue's mountains and clouds stand on the sea like the Great Wall. Although young people don't like joining the army, I want to learn to volunteer for academic fame.

Liu sent Luoyang judge Yan Ba, the crescent moon moved to autumn, and the vast sea battlefield was half cloudy. Going out to get stuck is all about the strategy of Chinese books, and An Qin is more eager to be old. It's bright in the Han Palace, and the rain and snow are deep in the Qiangdi. At the age of three, I was lovesick at the beginning.

I often build four songs, and look back at the hometown of the son of heaven. When Wu Sun returns, he will not be king. The war has stopped in remote places, and the smoke of the war has gone away, full of the radiance of the sun and the moon.

William Wang's Liangzhou Ci two Pu Tao wine luminous cups, want to drink pipa immediately advised. Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.

There are three places where Gu Kuang lives near the sea. This was the place of fighting in those days, and it was once a pedestrian forever. Ten thousand people are silent and flowing, only Tingzhou spring grass grows.

The Great Wall City built by Li Qin has been destroyed, and the Hanwu Northern Expedition reached Khan Terrace. From ancient times to the present, we have been fighting incessantly. Today, Enemy at the Gates.

At dusk, Yi Li returned to the bonfire and flew hundreds of feet. At dusk, he came from Qiaoxi. I used to fight in response to music, but I haven't returned from military music today.

Li Duan Su's shop heard a woman crying in front of the mountain shop and cried Xiang Qiu Cloud at night. I said my husband died in battle and came to see the old general.

On the moonlit night beyond the Great Wall, a bear in the south of Wu Pai served and Liu Biao went to Liu Kun in the north to fight for the annual flute and drum. Clouds and rains are thousands of miles away, and the Great Wall is full of apes in the autumn moon cave.

Du Mu named Mulan Temple as a man with a bow, and once had a dream of thrush. A few times, the wine brush piled on the cloud to wish Princess Ming.

Liu Changqing's Harmonious Song: Join the Army: Liuyanmen Road, with green grass in spring. One thing goes into battle and takes the lead. At the end of the road is the bald head, and the work goes to the world.

High-quality miscellaneous songs, Jimenxing border town in November, rainy and snowy. Rong Yuan's orders are strict, and his troops are light and fat. Hu Qiang endless days, in a few people to return.

Liu Changqing joined the army in six poems, Yanmen Road, green grass in spring. One thing goes into battle, one horse goes through thick and thin. At the end of the road is the bald head, and the work goes to the world.

Gao Shijimen went to Wubian Town in November, and it rained heavily. Rong Yuan's orders are strict, and his troops are light and fat. Hu Qiang has endless days. When will he come back from the battlefield?

There is a saying in Cao Ye that it is easier to fish than to beat the emperor, but the people don't plant mulberry. The son of heaven likes teenagers, and no one nominated Feng Tang. The emperor likes beautiful women, and couples can't come in pairs.