You're a terrible minister,
There were five failures,
Su Hu, Jizhou,
Never go into business.
Followed by the Yellow Scarf Army.
Heaven is dead, and Huang Tian should stand.
Years old in Jiazi, the world is not allowed.
Thirdly, like Water Margin, Song Jiangyin's poem in Xunyang Building, Liang Shanbo and Dai Zong spread false letters.
(Song Jiang) A person, after drinking two cups, leaned against the railing, and I was intoxicated, and suddenly I felt intoxicated. I thought: "I was born in Shandong, grew up in Yuncheng, and was born a scholar." I've met many Jianghu heroes. Although I left a pseudonym, I am over 30 years old, but my name is not good and my job is not good. I've been tattooed on my cheek, and I deserve to be here. How can my father and brother meet in my hometown? " I didn't feel the wine coming up, tears streaming down my face, the wind was shocking, and I hated and hurt. Suddenly wrote a song "Xijiang Moon" and asked the bartender to borrow a pen and inkstone. When he got up to watch the play, he saw many poems written by his ancestors on the white powder wall. Song Jiang thought, "Why don't you write it here? If he is in glory, come back and watch it again to remember the years and think about today's suffering. " Riding on the carnival, I ground it into thick ink and dipped it in my pen. I went to the white powder wall and wrote:
I have been attacking history since I was a child, and I have the power to grow. Like a tiger lying on a barren hill, its hidden minions endure.
It's a pity that tattooed cheeks deserve Jiangzhou. If he takes revenge, he will surely wash the mouth of Xunyang River!
Sung river to write, since watching the laughter, and drank a few glasses of wine, feel happy, since the swing, dancing, and picked up a pen, go to see the "Xijiang Moon", and then write four poems, the way is:
My heart is in Shandong, my body is in Wu, and I am floating on the sea.
If he was Ling Yunzhi, dare to laugh at Huang Chao's husband!
After Song Jiang finished writing the poem, he went to the back and wrote a big book with five words: "Written by Jiang."
The fourth is Huang Chao.
Tite chrysanthemum
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.
Hangju
Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,
The fragrance permeates Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers.
Chanting chrysanthemum
I didn't send flowers when I was in bloom. If I do, I'll be scared to death.
To fight against the west wind, wear golden armor all over.
Fifth sheet
Seven killing poems
Everything is born to support the people, and there is nothing good for the people to report.
Kill, kill, kill, kill Faithful people can be killed!
Unfilial people can be killed! That heartless man said he could kill people!
The unjust man said he could be killed! Rude, unwise, distrustful of others,
The king was overjoyed and said that he didn't kill me to fight for deer.
All people are lazy to build Huang Jintai, and all top scholars are like dogs.
Always wrapped in a sword. Ordered his four princes,
There is no need to seal the knife when you break the city. This mountain representing the sky built this monument.
Those who go against the sky will die on their knees!
Hong Xiuquan
Hold power and kill Gan Kun, kill evil and keep the people.
Looking through the mountains and rivers in the northwest, the sound vibrates the southeast side of the sun and the moon.
The light of the sword is honored by the emperor, and the poem is recited before the Lord.
Peaceful reunification of the light of the world, prestige and happiness for a thousand years.
Long Qian's unique corner may be shocking, so I will take a break and jump deep;
When the clouds gather, Liuhe will definitely be Kun.