陇西行
陈陶
誓扫匈奴不顾身， 五千貂锦丧胡尘。
可怜无定河边骨， 犹是深闺梦里人。
turkestan
chen tao
thinking only of their vow that they would crush the tartars- -
on the desert, clad in sable and silk, five thousand of them fell....
but arisen from their crumbling bones on the banks of the river at the border,
dreams of them enter, like men alive, into rooms where their loves lie sleeping.