Ancient poems about loving China

Nine Songs (10) National Sorrow

Qu Yuan

I am wearing rhinoceros armor when I am fighting, and my chariot is on the wrong side and I am fighting hand to hand.

The enemy is like a cloud, blocking the sun. The arrows are falling and the earth is fighting for the lead.

The formation is full of shackles, and the left side is wounded by the right blade.

The two wheels of haze are coming, and the four horses are riding, and the jade is coming to help, and the drums are beating.

The sky is full of anger and powerful spirits, killing them all and abandoning the wilderness.

You can’t go in and out, but you can’t go in the opposite direction, and the plain suddenly turns out to be too long.

Bringing a long sword and holding a Qin bow, his head and body are separated and his heart is not punished.

Sincerity is both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and invincible.

Since the body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute and the ghost is here.

Spring Hope

Du Fu

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation.

I am moved to tears by the flowers in my heart, and I am frightened by the hatred of other birds.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.

The River is Red

Yue Fei of the Southern Song Dynasty

He was so angry that he was leaning against the railing, and the misty rain stopped. Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!

Bodhisattva Man

Xin Qiji

Under the clear river water of Yugu Terrace, many passersby shed tears in the middle. Looking northwest to Chang'an, one can see countless mountains.

The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. When Jiang was feeling sad at night, he heard partridges deep in the mountains.

Breaking Time

Xin Qiji

Watching the sword while drunk,

I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company.

Eight hundred miles away, the soldiers are burning,

The sound of fifty strings turning over the wall.

The battlefield is full of troops.

The horse is so fast,

The bow is like a thunderbolt.

Finish the affairs of the king and the world,

Win the reputation during and after death.

Pity happened in vain.

Crossing the Lingding Ocean

Wen Tianxiang (Southern Song Dynasty)

After a hard encounter, only a few stars were scattered around.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs, and the rain and the rain are scattered.

Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.

Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history.

It was stormy on November 4th

Lu You

Lying stiffly in the isolated village, he did not mourn for himself, but still thought of guarding Luntai for the country.

I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

Mooring in Qinhuai

Du Mu

The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night.

Shang girls don’t know the hatred for the country’s subjugation, but they still sing the flowers in the backyard across the river.

Breaking Time

Li Yu

Original text; In the past forty years, our country has spread over three thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Phoenix pavilions and dragon towers reach the sky, and Yushu and Qiongzhi make smoke. Luo. How many times have we ever known fighting?

Once you become a captive, you will sink your waist and wear your temples. On the day of your hasty farewell to the temple, the temple still plays a farewell song and sheds tears to the palace maid.

Title Lin'an Residence

(Song Dynasty) Lin Sheng

Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou.

Shi'er

Lu You

When I died, I knew that everything would be in vain, but I was not as sad as Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.

Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai

Gong Zizhen

The sun is setting in the day when I am about to leave, and I chant my whip to the east and point to the end of the world.

The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.

On a moonlit night, there are hundreds of millions of brothers.

Du Fu

Guards and drums cut off the line of people, and the sound of wild geese is heard in autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

Sending letters often fails to arrive, and the situation is that the army has not stopped.

The Fisherman's Pride

Fan Zhongyan

The scenery is strange when autumn comes under the fortress. The geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention, and there are sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.

A cup of dirty wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but Yan Ran has no plan to return home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost all over the ground. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.

Inscribed on the wall in prison

Tan Sitong

Looking at the door and stopping there, I thought of Zhang Jian and endured death for a moment to wait for Du Gen.

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

Golden knife shop

Lu You

Golden knife shop and white jade outfit, the light shines through the window at night.

The husband has not yet accomplished his fifty years of service, so he picks up the sword and takes care of Bahuang alone.

Beijinghua has made friends with all kinds of extraordinary people, and their spirit and energy are linked to life and death.

His shame is unknown in the history books for thousands of years, but he repays the emperor with a heart of loyalty.

When you came to join the army, you came to Hanbin, where Nanshan was covered with snow and jade.

Woohoo! Although the three households of Chu were able to destroy Qin, how could China be empty and deserted?

Go to the garrison and tell your family at the entrance (choose one)

Lin Zexu

Weak strength, heavy responsibilities, long-term fatigue, and if we continue to be exhausted and mediocre, we will definitely fail.

If you want to benefit the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings!

Relegated residence is a sign of kindness from the king, and it is appropriate to cultivate the weak and strong in the garrison.

The play tells stories with the mountain wife and tries to sing to death.

Joining the Army

Wang Changling

The snow-capped mountains are dark with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.

Huang Shabei wears golden armor in battle, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.

Seven Songs from March to the Army (Part 2)

Wang Changling

The pipa dances to a new sound, always leaving the old feelings behind.

I can’t stop listening to the chaos and worry, the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.