The heroic poems are as follows:
1. "Marching the Army" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty: Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains, and the isolated 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 soldiers at the border fortress braved the bitter cold and fought tenaciously. They made an oath: We will not return home until we defeat the invading enemy. The frontier fortress poems of the prosperous Tang Dynasty were heroic. They got rid of the low sadness of the past. The frontier fortress poems became majestic and powerful. In order to defend the country, the soldiers sacrificed their lives and still suffered.
2. "Broken Array: Compose a strong poem for Chen Tongfu as a message" Song Dynasty Xin Qiji: When he was drunk, he lit up the lamp to read the sword, and dreamed of blowing the trumpet in the camp. Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield. The horse moves very fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain!
This is a loyal and brave general. In the dead of night, when everything is silent, his thoughts are raging and he cannot sleep. In his dream, the battle horn comes again, so he jumps up and wears all his armor. , to turn everything he imagined in his "drunk" and "dreams" into reality. Xin Qiji created a majestic artistic conception and vividly portrayed the image of a general who was courageous, loyal and courageous. The general's pride and unfulfilled ambition are already very moving in this song "Broken Array".
3. "Nanling Farewell Children Entering Beijing" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty: The white wine is newly ripe and returns to the mountains, and the yellow chickens peck at the millet in autumn. The children cook chicken and drink white wine, while the children laugh and hold people's clothes. Sing loudly to masturbate with drunkenness, dance to win the glory of the setting sun. It is not early to persuade people to take advantage of all the hardships, and to travel long distances on horseback with a whip. The foolish woman in Kuaiji bought the minister lightly, so I resigned from home and went west to Qin. I looked up to the sky and laughed loudly and went out. How can I be a Penghao person?
When Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty summoned Li Bai to Beijing, one can imagine Li Bai's ecstasy. He said, "Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out. How can we be from Penghao?" It can be seen from his proud look and conceited mentality that Li Bai is so smug and full of ambition. Every time I read this sentence, I feel that my whole body is full of enthusiasm and I want to do something big.
4. "Ode to Chrysanthemums by Budihou" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty: 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. Huang Chao is the only one who writes chrysanthemums with thousands of heroic deeds.
"The fragrance array reaches Chang'an" describes the extraordinary momentum of chrysanthemums, which are rich in fragrance and soar into the sky. Huang Chao expressed his ambition by chanting chrysanthemums. The whole poem is magnificent, vigorous in writing, and majestic in style. He successfully created the heroic image of the lyrical protagonist wearing armor and holding a long sword in his hand, soaring into the sky.
5. "Inscription on the Wall in Prison" Modern Dynasty·Tan Sitong: Looking at the door and stopping to think of Zhang Jian, he endured death for a moment and waited for Du Gen. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.
The style of this poem is tragic and exciting, and the style is vigorous and vigorous. Faced with the reality of blood on the ground, the poet did not tremble or feel sad. He was calm and unhurried, raised his head to the sky, was not afraid of danger, and laughed heartily. The heroism of not being afraid of death and dedicating himself to his ideals makes this "poem of death" with a heavy theme suddenly have soul-stirring vitality. Every time he reads it, it makes people's blood boil.