A poem describing high spirits.

A poem describing high spirits.

1, people are not sleepy, and the general has white hair and tears.

(Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride")

2. Work hard, then decline, and finally run out.

3, air flow, cold light iron.

("Mulan Poetry")

4. Go to Taiwan to recruit old employees, and the standard is 100,000 yuan to cut Yamaraja. (Chen Yi's meiling three chapters)

5, the corner is full of autumn colors, stuffed with rouge and purple at night.

(Li He's Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing)

6, lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu You's November 4th storm)

7. After three months of war, a piece of news from hometown is worth a ton of gold.

(Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

8. See the sword when you are drunk and blow the horn in your dream. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs.

This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn. (Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array-A Gift to Zhuang Ci from Chen Tongfu")

9, broken halberd sink sand iron does not sell, self-grinding will wash the previous dynasty.

(Du Mu's Red Cliff)

10, Mr. Wang is in office, and I don't know his date. (The Battle of the Book of Songs)

1 1 Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring.

(Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

12, ("Zuo Zhuan-Cao Gui Debate") Listen to his wife's foreword: Three people are guarding Yecheng. One man attached a book, and two men died.

(Du Fu's "Li Shihao") Joined the army in the dark snow-capped mountain of Qinghai Changyun, Wang Changling, overlooking Yumenguan, a lonely city. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Go out to Wang Changling, the bright moon, the Han dynasty closed, the Long March did not return. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

"Join the Army" Yang Jiong bonfire shines in Xijing, and my heart is uneven. Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave.

The snow is black, the flag is painted and the wind is noisy. I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.