Those heroic and domineering poems!

Those heroic and domineering poems!

If I don’t speak first when spring comes, no insect will dare to speak. --Mao Zedong's "Seven Wonders: Ode to the Frog"

I am smiling to the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact. --Tan Sitong's "Inscriptions on the Wall in Prison"

He traveled three thousand miles, and his sword once served as a million-dollar sword. --Wang Wei's "Veteran General's Journey"

Kicking over the worldly road with two feet, carrying all the sorrows of the past and present on one shoulder. --Yuan Mei's "Jueming Ci"

In life, he is a hero, and in death, he is also a ghost hero. --Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains"

Don't worry about having no friends in the future. No one in the world knows you. --Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da"

Stand strong despite all the hardships, no matter how strong the wind is from the southeast or the northwest. --Zheng Xie's "Bamboo and Stone"

Hold the carved bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.

--Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Hunting in Mizhou"