Night recruitment

Dunhuang desert author: autumn brewing alcohol

How I want to carry a bag full of dreams.

Take the camel to that distant place filled with wind and sand.

How I want to follow that distant and distant ancient road.

Looking for the dream desert Dunhuang

Snow in Qilian Mountain in June

Into the desert where the wind blows and the sand blows.

I'm looking for a stone axe that my ancestors left there.

See if it can still split fire for more than 4 thousand years

Chasing the sunset on the Silk Road

Trekking in the Hexi Corridor, which was once full of gongs and drums.

I want to find the pottery left by the Sanmiao people.

Let it be full of cold, hot and infinite history.

I want to hear the sound of Qiang flute through the ages.

Sad and melodious in the night sky of the wasteland

The cold light of Leng Yue in the desert.

How I want to find the lost cattle and sheep of Wusun people.

Traveling in the long field.

How I want to raise the moon and people's nods to light up the night sky.

I regard the vast sand sea as a bloody sunset.

In the distance came the sound of iron hooves and galloping hooves.

A wild Hu Qi disappeared at the end of quicksand.

Stay away from grasslands and yurts.

I saw Zhang Qian's cavalry returning from the Western Regions.

The screams of flying swallows on horseback resounded everywhere.

I saw the smoke of Hanwu raise a banner to cover the sun.

Blowing in the wind, it's a long way.

Mingsha Mountain has been ringing for thousands of years.

Every time I sing.

It's all a tragedy in which heroes laugh.

The sweet pond of crescent spring

Every look

Staring at whipped shepherds, pioneers

yumenguan site

Look at the messengers who travel far in caravans.

The eternal swan song of the Triassic in Yangguan

How many old friends have drunk a glass of wine and never returned to their hometown?

I am standing on the ruins of the ancient beacon tower of the Great Wall of Han Dynasty.

I can still hear it.

A cavity Changfeng Wan Li roar.

I stand beside the ancient tombs of Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang Dynasties.

It seems that you can still see it

The pride and melancholy of frontier poets, snow-capped mountains, long clouds and lonely cities.

Several degrees of spring and autumn wind and fire

Camels from east to west crossed the vast desert.

There are clouds and moons.

The frontier fortress leads to the Tang Dynasty, and all rivers run into the sea.

My desert and Dunhuang.

You are no longer the battlefield where Jin Ge Tiema fights everywhere.

You pave the road with silk.

Your reputation is far and wide.

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Tracing back to the lost oasis in ancient times

Looking at the immortal Populus euphratica in the desert

I found the Buddha's light on the cliff.

A monk who saw the wind roll up his frock.

The first cave was dug in a stone wall.

Lit the first incense in poverty.

Generation after generation of devout monks followed him.

Create a temple hanging in the Buddha cave

Clouds moving in the sky

Can't cover the golden color of the Three Dangers Mountain.

Mogao grottoes are the treasure of thousands of buddhas.

Sleeping in the desert 1000 years

Years of cold and heat

How many gorgeous pictures and precious Buddha statues have been eroded?

An era of humiliation

How many priceless treasures have been hijacked and exiled?

Although the desert scene is so desolate.

Although the Silk Road is very long,

Mysterious Dunhuang

Your mysterious and magical Confucian classic murals are fascinating.

Your world-famous Silk Road is unforgettable.

Beautiful Dunhuang

Colorful stories contain the sadness of your desert sunset.

Glorious history has a glorious chapter for you.

How I want to play the charm of pipa and stop the Millennium yellow sand.

How I want to use my flying dream to erase a hundred years of hesitation.

How I want to take a stream and plant a row of Populus euphratica for you.

How I want to ride the spring breeze across Yumen and let my dream sleep beside you.

Populus euphratica in the desert: small peaks contain Dai

You are on the edge of the desert.

isolate

A tall, rough trunk

Hold up tomorrow's sun

Eccentric appearance

Melt in the changes of life

Millennium sandstorm

Carve out your unique personality.

Stubborn and unyielding

Brave and tenacious

diversiform-leaved poplar

Populus euphratica in the desert

You have witnessed the northwest from drought to desert.

Looking at the vast Gobi desert

You're sad, you're sad.

Drop the tears of Populus euphratica

Telling the desolation in the distance

Even if you fall to the ground

It also depends on the changes in the Millennium.

diversiform-leaved poplar

Populus euphratica in the desert

You use a strange body

Raise the golden crown.

Compete with the blue sky

diversiform-leaved poplar

Populus euphratica in the desert

You are a singer of Tarim River.

You come from the sea of death.

The soul of life