Wàng Jìmén望蓟门Gazing Toward Jimen

by 祖咏(Zǔ Yǒng)

Yān tái yí wàng kè xīn jīng, xiāo gǔ xuān xuān Hàn jiàng yíng.
燕台一望客心惊，箫鼓喧喧汉将营。
From Yan Terrace, one look startles the traveler’s heart; flutes and drums resound through the Han general’s camp.

Wàn lǐ hán guāng shēng jī xuě, sān biān shǔ sè dòng wēi jīng.
万里寒光生积雪，三边曙色动危旌。
Across ten thousand miles, cold light rises from piled snow; dawn over the three frontiers stirs the high banners.

Shā chǎng fēng huǒ lián Hú yuè, hǎi pàn yún shān yōng Jì chéng.
沙场烽火连胡月，海畔云山拥蓟城。
On the battlefield, beacon fires stretch beneath the northern moon; by the sea, clouded mountains encircle Jicheng.

Shào xiǎo suī fēi tóu bǐ lì, lùn gōng hái yù qǐng cháng yīng.
少小虽非投笔吏，论功还欲请长缨。
Though in youth I was no clerk who cast aside his brush, when deeds of merit are judged, I still long to request the long cord of service.