What are the patriotic poems and ancient poems?

1. Summer quatrains Song Qingzhao

Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

2. "Hope in Spring" Song Liqing photo

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

3. The title of Andy Lin is Lin Sheng.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

4. "Partridges, the motherland's ups and downs" Qing Qiu Jin

The sinking feeling of the motherland can't help but come overseas to find a bosom friend. Golden gulls are always in short supply and need to be replenished. He dares to sacrifice himself for his country! There are obstacles and sighs. Guan Shan Wan Li is a hero. Don't say that women are not British. They sing on the wall of Longquan every night.

5. "Send Mr. Zhang Ziyan to the Northern Expedition" Song Yuefei

The orders of the army spread all over the army like a bolt from the blue, and the prestige of the government shook every corner of the earth. The army will quickly recover the lost land in Heluo and attack Youzhou all the time. Horses are everywhere, invading the enemy's blood, and the enemy's monarch's head is hanging on a pole. The government troops returned victorious, reported good news to the emperor, recovered lost ground, and the motherland was unified.

6. "Early Autumn in Taiyuan" Tang Libai

Autumn is getting stronger, flowers are sleeping, and autumn dryness is like fire. Autumn comes from the north, and the clouds in the north also bring the Fenhe River. Night after night, the moon in Taiyuan winds, but the heart returns to Cheryl's hometown, her body, with the moonlight. The heart that misses my hometown is like the continuous Fenhe River, and I miss my hometown all the time.