Seven Songs on the March from the Army
Tang - Wang Changling
The hundred-foot building in the west of the Beacon City, sitting alone in the sea at dusk. (Alone on a building: sitting alone)
Blowing the Qiang flute to the moon over the mountains, there is no such thing as the golden maiden's room with ten thousand miles of sorrow.
The pipa is a new sound, but it's always the same old feeling.
This is the first time I've heard this song in a long time, and I'm sure it will be a great success.
The leaves of the elms in the city of Guancheng are yellowing, and the ancient battlefield is in the twilight of the sun and clouds and sand.
The table please return to the army to cover the dust and bones, do not teach the soldiers to cry dragon barren.
The sea has long clouds and dark snowy mountains, and the lonely city is looking at the Jade Gate Gate in the distance.
The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and we will not return until we have broken Loulan.
The desert winds and dust make the sun dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the yamen gate.
The former army fought at night in the northern part of the Taohe River, and has already been reported to have captured the Tugu Hun alive.
Hu bottle fall shoulder purple thin sweat, broken leaves west of the city of autumn moon group.
Mingzhi Xingchi sealed the sword, quit the king one night to take Loulan.
There are thousands of mountain peaks in the Yumen Mountains, and there are always beacons in the north and south of the mountains.
People must watch the fire in the distant garrisons, and the horses can't be seen in the deep mountains.
Expanding Knowledge1. Translation
In the west of the Beacon Tower towers a garrison building, sitting alone on the garrison building at dusk, letting the autumn wind blowing from the lake ruffle his robe. At this time, there is a sound of the Qiang flute, playing the tune of "Guanshan Yue", the sound of the flute adds to the love of his wife miles away.
Dancing in the army, accompanied by the pipa turned out new sound, no matter how to renovate, every time you hear the tune of "Guanshan Yue", will always stir up the border generals long parted from their homes of the feelings of sadness. The music and dance are intertwined with the sadness of homesickness, which is endless and confusing. At this time the autumn moon shines high on the Great Wall.
The leaves of the elm trees in the border city have long been sparsely drifting down and yellowing in color. In the evening, a battle had just ended, and looking around the battlefield, one could only see the twilight clouds closing in low, and the barren hills rising and falling. The general submitted to the emperor, played to the division, so that the bones of the soldiers who died in battle can be transported back to their homeland for burial, and the soldiers can not be allowed to bury their comrades for the sadness of his countryside and cry bitterly.
The roiling clouds steaming up on Qinghai Lake darkened the entire Qilian Mountains, and the lone city of Yumen Pass could be seen from afar. Yellow sand miles, frequent battles wear through the armor of the warriors, not to defeat the enemy will never return.
The desert in the north of the Seychelles, the wind is wildly rising, dusty, the sky for the dark, the front line of the military situation is very urgent, after receiving the war report to quickly attack. The vanguard has already yesterday night in the Taohe River's northern bank and the enemy started a fierce battle, just heard with the enemy firefight, now comes the news that has won a great victory.
The general, with a hu bottle tied to his arm, rode a purple-thin, sweaty horse with valor; an autumn moon hung high in the sky west of Shattered Leaves. Emergency military situation from the border, the emperor sent a messenger starry night to pass the general, and gave the imperial sword to immediately lead the troops to run to the front to kill the enemy; the general worship the imperial edict resigned from the capital, ran to the battlefield, the generals use their lives, and with a drum, and soon broke through the enemy's lair.
Yumen Pass around the mountains cascading, like a heavy barrier guarding the dynasty's northwestern border; beacon towers all over the hills. People rely on the beacons to transmit news; the mountains are so deep and the forests so dense that horses can't be seen after running for a while.
2. Introduction of the Author
Wang Changling (698- 756), known as Shao Bo, was a native of Jinyang, east of the river (present-day Taiyuan, Shanxi). Wang Changling was a famous border poet of the Sheng Tang Dynasty, and was honored as the "Sage of Seven Poems" by later generations. In his early years, he was poor and stuck in farming, and he won a bachelor's degree when he was near the end of his life. At the beginning, he was appointed as a school scholar in the Secretary Province, and then he was awarded the title of "erudite and grandiose speech" and was authorized to be a lieutenant of Bishui, and then he was relegated to Lingnan because of the incident. He made good friends with Li Bai, Gao Shi, Wang Wei, Wang Zhilu, and Cen Sen. He returned to Chang'an at the end of the reign and was reauthorized as the prime minister of Jiangning. He was banished from Longbiao for slander. In the Anshi Rebellion, he was killed by the assassin Luchu. His poems are characterized by seven poems, especially the most famous border poems made by the Northwest Frontier before he went to the throne, and has the reputation of "poet Wang Jiangning" (also known as "poet Wang Jiangning").