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Ancient poems about the Great Wall

I. Qinyuan Spring and Snow

Modern? Mao Zedong

Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.

Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.

The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.

When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!

This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.

Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.

Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.

These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.

Translation:

Northland scenery, thousands of miles frozen, Wan Li snowflakes floating. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential. Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God.

On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other. Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty. Unfortunately, the literary talents of Qin Shihuang and Liang Wudi were slightly inferior; During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich.

Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people.

Second, He Manzi

Su Shi in Song Dynasty

Seeing that he was miserable, I heard Jianghan clarify. But I think Qiu Lai is a dream, and the southwest has its own Great Wall. There are at least three people in Dongfu, and the eight countries in Xishan are at the beginning of the peace.

Don't deny the reward of Huaxi, why not go to the drug market? When people are around, they are famous for their empty degrees. Singing Zi Yuan's new songs should be especially affectionate.

Translation:

It is said that before the riots, the two mountains in Fujian and Hubei were desolate and bleak. Now it is rumored that the Yangtze River after the riots is crystal clear. It's time to dream back to my hometown when I feel the autumn wind is refreshing. Thanks to your protection in the southwest, the Great Wall is as strong as an iron wall. Although there were only three people participating in government affairs in those days, the wild land in southwest China after the counter-insurgency is now peaceful.

Don't live up to the beautiful scenery of Huaxi, you can enjoy it as much as possible; The drug market in Chengdu is booming. Why not visit the drug market and travel incognito? Ask Zhuo Wenjun, a former official, is he still there? With your travel, the places of interest there will no longer be in name only. I think there should be some joy and pride in your heart when you sing Wang Bao's new praise song.

Third, fill in two songs.

Tang dynasty? Wang Changling?

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Translation:

Or the bright moon and the border pass in Qin and Han Dynasties, and Wan Li, who was guarding the border pass and fighting the enemy, has not returned yet. If Li Guang, the flying general of Dragon City, was still here, he would never let the Huns go south to herd horses and spend the Yinshan Mountain.

Four or five books are angry, one

Song dynasty? Lu you

When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.

It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.

Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.

When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.

Translation:

When I was young, I decided to explore the Central Plains in the north. I never thought it would be so difficult.

I often look north at the Central Plains, my blood is boiling, and my grievances are like mountains.

I remember beating up the nomads from Guazhou and releasing warships on a snowy night.

The autumn wind swept Ma Benteng, recovering the good news of the big three passes.

I think I compared myself to the Great Wall of Wan Li, and made a great wish to sweep away the border troubles for the motherland.

Up to now, it is empty talk to expect the recovery of the Northern Expedition.

People can't help thinking of Zhu Gekongming, who really deserves the reputation as a model.

Who, like Zhuge Liang, tried his best to lead the three armies into the Han Dynasty and set the northern Central Plains!

Five, seven songs to join the army

Tang dynasty? Wang Changling

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Translation:

Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are bleak. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out, their ambitions are immortal, and they will never return to their hometown until they defeat the invading enemy.