突厥三台
盛小丛
雁门山上雁初飞，马邑阑中马正肥。
日旰山西逢驿使，殷勤南北送征衣。
A Turkic Santai Song
In the Wild-goose Range, above the pass, wild geese begin to fly.
Warhorses in Horse-town’s stables grow sleek and strong.
Day fades in the West-Ridge borderlands: you meet army couriers,
Come up from the south, taking pains with winter uniforms sent to the north.
（Jeanne Larsen 译）
