Category: Poems by – 張喬 (唐)

書邊事 (唐) 張喬

On the Frontier     (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Qiao  江紹倫譯

Bugle sounds cut through the austere autumn air
Tired of fighting I lean out in the watch tower for a rest
Whence vernal breezes keep graves green and fair
The white sun sets toward the northwest

The vast desert is free of troops for now
Travellers brave to reach the far frontier
The Barbarian wishes are like rivers in this area
They strive to push down south year after year

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