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Poetry with the theme of military training
Next, I will introduce three poems and notes with the theme of military training for better understanding.

1, Liangzhou Citang? Wang Han

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.

Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.

Note: At the banquet, the mellow wine was filled with exquisite luminous cups, and the geisha played the pipa in a hurry to help them drink. The soldiers were filled with pride at the thought of crossing the horse to kill the enemy and serve the country. You must get drunk today, even on the battlefield. This time, I went out to serve my country. I'm dying, but I'm not ready to come back alive.

2. Tang's "Last Song"? Dai Shulun

The banner of the Han family spread all over Yinshan Mountain, but Hu Erma did not return it.

If you want to serve your country, why should you be born in Yumenguan?

Note: My majestic hunting flag is flying in Yinshan Mountain. If the Turkic conference semifinals dare to attack, they will call and not return. As a citizen, I am willing to serve my country with my life. A gentleman doesn't need to return home alive.

3. The song "Partridge Sky"? Xin Qiji

When I was young, I took 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry and spent too much time with them. In the night, the silver and the arrow of Han flew towards the golden servant.

Recalling the past and lamenting myself today, the spring breeze can't dye my white beard black. I think these tens of thousands of words can pacify Jin's strategy and exchange people from the east for the book of trees.

Note: When I was young, I took more than 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry across the Yangtze River. The soldiers of the Jin people prepared rocket launchers at night, but our Han army shot the famous arrow named Jinpu Valley at the enemy in the early morning. Recalling the past and sighing about myself now, spring breeze can't dye my white beard black. I think we should change the tens of thousands of words' strategy of pacifying Jin people into a book of planting trees with orientals.

There are many such poems in history, and this is only a small part of them, which I think is more classic.