The Original Poem of Li Bai's Return of General Li: Six Poems of Xia Sai by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty. It snowed in May, and there were no flowers, only cold. Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night. I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country. Mountain soldiers go to the Great Northern Wilderness, and flax should be drunk in the south. It is a great honor to walk from one battlefield to another. Holding Xue Hai rice, blowing sand to sleep. Why not break the moon and lift the pillow again? Ma Rufeng, whip the bridge. Bend the bow to bid farewell to the moon, insert feathers and break the arrogance of the sky. The array disappears, and the sea fog disappears. When he successfully drew Lin Ting, he was unique to Huopiao Yao. White horse Kinsey, clouds of sand around the dream. This is a sad festival, and I remember the distant border town. In autumn, the window of fireflies is full, and the moon frost is late. Destroy the leaves of plane trees and the branches of Xiao Sa begonia. I never saw you, and I didn't know myself until I burst into tears. Sailu takes advantage of autumn, and the heavenly soldiers leave the Han family. The generals are divided into tigers and bamboos, and the soldiers are divided into Wolongsha. The moon is shadowed by the bow, and the frost blows the sword flowers. ...