"The River is Red·Writing Feelings" Yue Fei
He was so angry that he leaned against the railing and the misty rain stopped.
Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings.
Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
Don’t wait any longer, your young head will turn gray and you will be so sad!
Jingkang’s shame is still not over. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed!
Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.
Zhuangzhi eats the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and drinks the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.
To start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
With a half-life ambition to take care of himself and a strong heart, the hero is a passionate person. Fame is what I hope for, how can it be buried with the dust; driving is not painful, it can be rewarded by the clouds and the moon.
"Seven Poems on the Military March·Part 4" Wang Changling
The snow-capped mountains in Qinghai are covered by long clouds, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. Yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
The red flag guides the powerful troops, carrying the dust and wind, like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the enemy camp. A fierce battle is imminent. What kind of thrilling performance this athlete will perform across the desert!
"Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgic" Su Shi
The great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.
On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
The river rushing in the vast wilderness of the plateau encounters valleys, makes a slight gyration, and then continues to flow to the far front, where the vast sea is its destination.
"Two Poems from Liangzhou·Part 1" Wang Han
A luminous cup of grape wine, I want to drink pipa immediately. Lord Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?
Life is short, so you might as well be more open-minded and live a more unrestrained life. Even in tragedy, there is glory.
"Broken Array·Writing Poems for Chen Tongfu" by Xin Qiji
While drunk, I read the sword by the light of the lamp, and dreamed of the horn-blowing camp.
Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield.
The horse is flying fast, and the bow is shaking like a thunderbolt. To end the affairs of the king and the world, to gain fame both before and after his death. Unfortunately, it happened in vain!
"The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all." We have no power to restore all the people and things in the world. The helpless feeling of despair is felt by ancient people and also by people today.
"Song of the Gale" by Liu Bang
The strong wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. The powerful warriors are returning to their hometown in the sea, and the warriors are guarding the four directions!
After drinking freely, we will rush to the battlefield, hoping to fight against the enemy and return home in glory as soon as possible.
"Two Poems on Going Out of the Fortress·Part 1" by Wang Changling
The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.
The knight, clad in moonlight, braved the biting cold wind and returned from a fierce battle. But he was still immersed in the smoke and dust of the battlefield, and the thumping drums of the attack still rang in his ears.
"Viewing the Sea" Cao Cao
To the east is Jieshi to view the sea. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall.
There are many trees and lush grass. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising.
The movement of the sun and the moon can appear within it; the brilliant stars can appear within it.
Fortunately, I sing to express my ambition.
The vast sea connects with the sky, and the sky is misty and harmonious. In front of this majestic and majestic sea, the sun, moon and stars are not worth mentioning.
"Seven Rules·Long March" Mao Zedong
The Red Army is not afraid of the difficulty of the expedition, and it can only wait for thousands of rivers and mountains.
The five ridges are meandering and the waves are flowing, and the clouds are majestic and the mud balls are walking.
The golden sands and water beat against the clouds and cliffs are warm, while the iron cables crossing the Dadu Bridge are cold.
I am even happier that there is thousands of miles of snow in Minshan Mountain, and the three armies are all happy after the passing.
It passed through 11 provinces, climbed 18 mountains, crossed 24 rivers, walked through uninhabited grasslands, and climbed over rolling snow-capped mountains. The journey was about 25,000 miles. This was a victory for the Red Army. It is a victory for the Chinese people!
"Ode to Chrysanthemums after Not Di" Huang Chao
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
The golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom, their golden light is dazzling, and they are majestic and heroic!