Ancient poems about heroes' admiration 1 Ancient poems praising heroism
Join the army (Wang Changling)
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Sai Qu Xia (Lulun)
The forest was black and the wind hit the grass, but the general tried to shoot an arrow at night.
The next morning, he found his white arrow deeply stuck in the hard rock.
Ci man Jiang hong
Yue Fei
Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
Thirty reputations, dust and dirt,
Eight thousand miles, clouds and the moon.
Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.
Jingkang shame, still not snow;
When do courtiers hate their guts!
Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain.
Eager for pork,
Talking about the thirst for Hun blood.
Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.
Guo yang
wen tianxiang
Once you encounter hardship, the stars will fall everywhere.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Summer quatrains
Li Qingzhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
Liangzhou song
Wang Han
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia
Song sushi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Think back to Gong Jin. When Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, she was very beautiful. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. Old country fugue, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, early birth of Fahua.
Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
Xin Qiji, Yong Yule, Jingkou, Gu Beiting, reminiscing about the past.
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.
The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Think that year, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing Wan Li like a tiger.
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.
Looking back, there is a crow club drum under the beaver temple! Who asked, Lian Po is too old to eat?
Xin Qiji's Nan Xiangzi's Landing at the Jingkou and Gu Bei's Pavilion Huai
Where to see China, you can see the beautiful Gu Bei Building. How many things have ups and downs, long years. Endless rivers roll through.
2. Poems or verses about heroes
First of all, summer quatrains
Author Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty
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.
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You should be born a hero and die a ghost. To this day, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to drag out an ignoble existence and returned to Jiangdong.
Second, the book is elegant
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Where is the temple of the famous prime minister? It is in a deep pine forest near the Silk City. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.
The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
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Where can I find Zhuge Liang ancestral temple in Wuhou? In the dense cypress forest on the outskirts of Chengdu. The green grass is reflected on the steps, showing the spring scenery, and the orioles on the trees sing through the branches. It is believed that the ancestors of the world visited the cottage three times, assisted the founding of the two dynasties, and worked faithfully. It's a pity that Wei died in the army before he started attacking Wei, which often made heroes of all ages burst into tears!
Third, write Huai.
Author Yue Fei, Song Dynasty
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
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I was so angry that my hair stood on end. I raised my hat and leaned against the railing. The rain has just stopped in Mao Mao. Looking up and looking around, I saw a vast land, sighing and sighing, and my heart was full of patriotism. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for 8 thousand miles and experienced many storms.
Don't waste your time, your hair is all white, and only one person regrets it. Jing Kangnian's great shame has not been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground. I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital Jingque.
Four or eight array diagrams
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
The three kingdoms, divided, have always been bound by his greatness, the famous eight-array map.
This river won't divert the stones from your disposal, and you will always regret that you will destroy Wu's unwise.
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You have made great achievements in the Three Kingdoms, created an eight-array map, and achieved permanent fame. The river flowing eastward can't push you to lay stones, and you will regret that you didn't destroy Wu.
Five, Nian Nujiao nostalgia Chibi
Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
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River of no return, wash out those romantic figures through the ages. Heroes of the ages. On the west side of Laoying, people say that Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms broke the Red Cliff in Cao Jun. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf and chatting calmly and smartly, 800,000 Cao Jun went up in smoke. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream. Let's drink to the eternal moon.