Lulong Monument?

Historically, since the Qin Dynasty unified China, the western Liaoning where Lu Long was located has been an eventful year. During the Western Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu in the north became stronger and stronger, and later became the scourge of the central dynasty in the north. In the long period of 1000 years, the situation of military disputes in ancient China was that the northern army invaded the south. The Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Song Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty destroyed the Ming Dynasty, and the northern minorities invaded the whole country twice, overthrowing the central political power of the Han people. Since ancient times, he has fought in the border, and his bones have not returned. Lulong area has been a frontier battlefield since ancient times, and there are constant wars in the border areas. With the war, the dust is flying and the flag is hunting. The two armies confronted each other, with swords and shadows, wolfing down their food and bows and arrows. The drums are ringing, the people of Ma Si are roaring, the battle is full of meat, the corpses are everywhere, and the blood is flowing like a river ... How sad and miserable it is ... The crowing and dancing of the Imperial Palace in exchange for the bloody battle of the soldiers in front. Many aspiring poets in the past dynasties traveled to the frontier and wrote poems that devoured mountains and rivers and made people cry with war as the theme. Qu Tongxian, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in Ge Yanxing: "... At this time, the weather was gray and there was a bloody battle in the vast sea and dragon city. In the dark, you can hear the drums of the two armies, but you can't see the flags around ... "Cui Zeng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said," The sword illuminates the moon, and the colors of the array are as bright as day. It is rumored that thieves are all over the mountain and have been used by forwards. " Five ancient poems of Li Bai's "Journey from the North Gate of Jibei" say: "Lu Zhen Bei Huang, Hu Huihuang. Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield. The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. Lying at the foot of Chishan, next to the camp. In winter, the wind and sand are tight and the flag is withered. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes. Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you are single-minded, you will be very busy. I want to report my merits to the Emperor and sing to Xianyang. " From the description of the above poets, Gulu Theron is a very important battlefield and a strategic fortress for military strategists. There have been countless wars and disasters here, and there have been many touching stories of resisting the enemy, and countless heroes have emerged to defend the country.

Three, so four distant rural women hate it.

In the ancient poems involving Lu Long, there are also some descriptions of inland rural women who miss their husbands who are guarding the city in the border. There is an ancient Great Wall in Lulongsai, which runs from xifengkou to Shanhaiguan. The more important passes are Jiumenkou and Ling Jie.

Kou, Qingshan Kou, Taolinkou, Lengkou, xifengkou and Panjiakou. There are Longjing Pass, Qingshan Camp, Jianchang Camp, Liu Jiaying, Yanheying, Taitouying, Shimenzhai and Shanhaiguan in the territory, and most of the soldiers guarding the city are recruited from all over the country. These soldiers are far away from home, come to the border to guard the city, stay in the cold, travel between the sun and the moon, and leave their loved ones for decades. In ancient times, transportation and communication were very difficult. His wife and children are guarding their homes far away, but there is no news of their relatives in Rongbian. Even if their loved ones are killed in battle, their families can't know. What a miserable life it is to be separated from each other. And the beauty who guards the empty candlestick in the boudoir, on the night when the moon is waning and the stars are sparse, all is silent. She throws herself against the wall alone and sleeps in the cold window of Leng Yue with a pillow. In the long night, the fields are like paint, and there are no distant mountains. Only autumn geese sing solo. Since ancient times, poets have been affectionate, romantic, natural and considerate, and poets have pity and sympathy for those beautiful women. Xue Daoheng, a poet in the Sui Dynasty, wrote in his poem Yesterday's Salt: "The willows are covered with golden dikes, and the axles are harmonious with the grass. Water overflows hibiscus marsh and flowers fly. Take your daughter and Jin Dou's wife for example. Don't be a slut in Guanshan, keep an empty boudoir on a romantic day. Always gather a thousand gold smiles and hang a pair of jade crows. Panlong is hidden with the mirror, and its color is low. The flying soul is the same as the magpie at night, and the tired sleep remembers the morning chicken. A spider web hung in the dark and an empty beam fell into the mud. I went to the north the year before last and went to western Liaoning this year. If there is no news, how can we cherish the horseshoe? " This poem is about the separation of husband and wife. Lang went to the frontier fortress to guard the frontier, and his wife's hometown picked mulberry brocade. Lang sighs at the border town, and his wife tears at the mulberry garden. In the ancient war years, this kind of scene was commonplace. Cui Gui, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in his poem Lonely Sleeping: "After years of recruiting horses, it is full of affection. Flowers fly on the icing on the cake, and the moon falls on the edge of the clothes. The lights are dark and lonely, and the bed is empty and lonely. Since you went to the Three Seas, the jade box has closed the spring string. " Jin Tang's poem "Spring Complaint" said: "Playing yellow is fun from trees. When she dreamed that she went to meet him in Liaoxi camp, they woke her up. " Hit the oriole bird that is singing in the branch, and don't let it wake up the dream of the concubines. If my dream is broken, I can't visit my relatives in western Liaoning in my beautiful dream. This is a vivid poem with both form and spirit. This poem is concise, fluent and easy to understand, and it is really a rare masterpiece.

"Jin GeYuJian ten years, pink brothel more hatred. I am annoyed when I leave for a long time, and Qiu Lai is worried about the sound of broken clothes. " (Tang Tongxian's Ge Yanxing) "Spring clothes arrived last night, and our country was exhausted. I don't know that spring hasn't come yet, so I should go to Wang Fu in North Korea. " (Don Lubi's Frontier Complaints) "Lulong grass just grew fat beyond the Great Wall, and Yan knew nothing about flying. There is no news in the village recently, and I am still hesitating whether to wear spring clothes. " (Don Ruby. The above three capitals are about the bitterness of the separation of men and women. The war displaced people and made it difficult for them to return home. Relatives in their hometown climb mountains every day, looking at the direction of the distant frontier, hoping that their relatives will return. But I see the white clouds are long and the Shan Ye is boundless. You can't even communicate with each other. Where can I see my relatives?

War is ruthless. The war was achieved at the expense of the blood and sacrifice of foot soldiers. Every time the ancient emperor launched a war, thousands of soldiers died for it. The crown on the emperor's head is a "golden crown" cultivated by the blood of countless soldiers. Soldiers died in front, and grieving relatives died behind. During the war, "women go out with soldiers, but their husbands dare not cry when they die" (Tang Zhangji) is a tragic scene. "Serving the country wholeheartedly has no taste. How many people are there in Bai Shou?" Although the soldiers guarding the border are loyal and sincere, what can they get from defending the country? How many people can go home and reunite with their families?

Tang Yuben's poem "Wandering in the Dead Word of Lu Rong" is a work similar to an interview. He wrote about the life of an infantryman guarding the border. The author imitates the tone of foot soldiers: "Twenty belongs to Lulong, and thirty to the desert. I have loved my career all my life, but I don't feel bad about joining the army. The guest temple has changed this year, so it is wrong to learn to bow. Red meat hurts golden sores, and others become Huo Wei. My eyes are broken and I look at Junmen. Junmen is bitter and wide. "

Rong Hong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Iron clothes are heavy with frost and snow, and horses are surprised at the age of one. It has its own Lulongsai, and the smoke flies from today. " Lulong ancient battery, before the Tang Dynasty, never had a stable time, even if it existed, it was only temporary. Lulong ancient fort, a vast land, changes with the times. The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature The enemy temporarily occupied here, and Julian Waghann went to the north, when there was recovery. Du Fu's famous poem "Both banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army" wrote: "The news is in this distant west station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I frantically packed my books and poems, and Bai Shou had to drink and sing and start my home on a green spring day. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! When the poet heard the news that Julian Waghann recovered the northern part of Yu Ji, he almost went crazy, and at the same time, he also expressed the people's voice.

Fourth, solitary bamboo is pure and sacred.

Bai Juyi, the greatest poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in the poem Reading Ancient History: "When you are in the morning, you are in the evening. At the age of 20, Wei Yan was exhausted. What will hunger do? Sitting and drinking white stone water, holding pine branches. Long song alone, his voice is clear and sad. A horse is not fat, but it is very painful. When tapirs are not full, memory means sacrifice. Sing this song to comfort the hungry. " Bai Juyi's poem was written by Boyi Shu Qi, the son of Deqing sage and Guo Jun, an ancient bamboo. Sima Qian's Historical Records begins with Biography of Boyi, which tells the story of two brothers. Although the history is long, the story of Boyi Shu Qi is still widely celebrated in the ancient hometown of Guzhu. Boyi and Shu Qi abdicated, deeply understanding ethics and being loyal to benevolence and righteousness. Two men knocked on the horse to persuade the king of Wu not to cut it. When the Shang and Zhou Dynasties were about to die, the two brothers fled to shouyangshan to collect Wei, leaving behind the Song of Taking Wei, which was sung through the ages. Song said, "Go to the Western Hills to collect Wei." Violence is easy to violence, and I don't know what's wrong. Shennong, Yu Xia suddenly lost his mind. Am I comfortable? I'm sorry, my life has failed. Soon after, the two brothers starved to death on the shouyangshan. This tragic story, which happened in the ancient country of Yan and Zhao, has certain cultural and humanistic roots. Since ancient times, there have been many generous and sad people in Zhao Yan. Although the legendary Boyi Shu Qi has many different faces, historians and scholars have different views on their appearance, so we don't argue with others. The written history has always been a virtual history, and the real historical time and space cannot return to reality. As far as the story of Bo Yi told orally today is concerned, we can't help but admit that it is a touching historical story that has been circulated among the people, gone down in history and will still be circulated through the ages.

He left many poems praising the literati poet Boyi Shu Qi. There is a historic site in the ancient city of Lulong-a gas well, whose water is sweet and refreshing and delicious. According to legend, it was drunk by Boyd Shu Qi. Wu Yinzhi's poem "The Greedy Spring" in the Tang Dynasty said: "The ancients dreamed of this water, with a thousand penetration. It is not easy to try to get Qi Yi to drink. " Lu Zhi's poem "Picking the Flowers of Wei" in the Yuan Dynasty said: "Who wins the solitary bamboo after taking medicine for a long time? If you eat Xishan Wei, you won't die. " The poem "Ancient City of Solitary Bamboo" in the Ming Dynasty said: "The solitary bamboo was changed to Lulong, and the city was finally abolished. I worship the Yiqi Temple alone, and there is a breeze in the mountains and rivers. " There is a riding temple in the west of Guzhu ancient city, with a breeze platform behind it. The ancients went to the temple, came to Taiwan to pay homage to the saints and left poems to remember them. Liu Da in the Ming Dynasty once wrote a poem: "The remains of the lonely city are still there, and a gust of wind gave birth to Wan Li. Lao Wei's empty mountains are closed to rain, and the ancestral houses are locked in smoke. " These poems, which were produced in different times, praised the cool breeze and virtue of Iraq and Qi from different angles.

In addition, there are some ancient poems that describe the scenery of the ancient city of Lulong. The ancient city of Lulong is a very beautiful city, 1lJ, which is located on the mountain and built next to Shui Li. In the ancient city of Lulong, there are many historical sites, shining with the wisdom of contemporary working people. Lulong was an important town in northeast China in ancient times. There used to be eight charming scenic spots around this ancient city. Throughout the ages, tourists have walked through the ancient city, leaving many poems praising the ancient city. Wang Mingshizhen's "Letter from the Louvre" says: "It's raining in the mountain city, and the willow words are cold and blue. Chunmeng went home alone and was afraid to go to western Liaoning. " The Ming King asked the lonely bamboo to remember the past: "There is always a good reason for Hao Jing to be righteous. Is it a thousand years old?" Singing birds seem to hurt the world, but wild flowers are still open to old friends. The empty city quietly left, and the cape of the ancient temple came. At first glance, it becomes a sense of desolation, and the dust car wants to be even more embarrassed. " There is also the cloud "Go to the fishing platform and leave sand bamboo in autumn": "Xiancha looks at the edge of the bullfight, and Juanjuan is pulled by the high wind. When bathing in the rock head, it is looming, and the word "wild goose" in the cloud turns. Give a few chess rhymes, when the fish lamp smokes. The host under the couch can pay the guests, and the stars still hang Lingchuan. " Gaudi in Ming Dynasty said: "The ancient temple in the abandoned city under the tree is secluded, and the portrait of a thousand years is long. Picking roses is the first ray of sunshine in Gaojie, and solitary bamboo is cool and elegant. Incense volcano Onlaf, vicissitudes of Shang and Zhou dynasties. I have come to pay homage to my sorrow, not to win a visit. " This is a travel poem. When the poet visited Qiyi Temple, he saw the statue of Qiyi standing and lamented that its grand festival would last forever. The poet is not here for sightseeing, but in the name of Mu Qingsheng. Han Ming Ying Kui's "Climbing the Moonlight Building on Fishing Terrace" said: "Taking wine across Luanhe River is crazy for singing. The platform is facing the North Pole, and people are in the middle of the water. The moon is white and the smoke is light, and the building is high and the sea is cool. Let's go fishing and dream of Emperor Xi. " This is a beautiful travel poem. The poet sang in a drunken boat alone, but he saw the vast sky and the mighty reed smoke. The air by the sea is a little cold. Fishing on a whim, then drunk in the building, sleeping in a dream, is really a fairy's paradise, very chic.