Yue Fei (1103-1142) was born in Tangyin, Xiangzhou (now Henan). Born in poverty, he was recruited as a "brave soldier" at the age of 20. He was a famous anti-gold star in the early Southern Song Dynasty. In the tenth year of Shaoxing (1 140), Yue Jiajun led an army to attack the Jinbing in Yancheng, marched into Zhuxian Town, and prepared to cross the river to recover the lost land in the Central Plains. However, the imperial court implemented a surrender policy and ordered it to withdraw. He was later killed by Zhao Gou and Qin Gui on trumped-up charges. There are not many works handed down by Yue Fei, but they are all masterpieces full of patriotic passion. There is Yue Wumu Collection, which was compiled by later generations.
Konakayama
I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?
Man Jiang Hong
Write a bosom
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 shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected.
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.
Man Jiang Hong
Thoughts on climbing the Yellow Crane Tower
Looking at the Central Plains from a distance, there are many battlements. Think of that year, flowers covered willows and protected Fengtai Long Ting.
Long live the Pearl in front of the mountain, and Penghu Temple is full of songs. Today, the fighters are full of suburbs and the dust is evil.
Bing An is in E799BE5BAA6E79FA5E98193E4B893E5B19E31333231396261? Cake before cream; Min' an is here? Fill the ravine. Sighing that mountains and rivers are the same, thousands of villages are sparse.
When do you ask Sharp Brigade to cross Qinghe Road with a whip? However, I came back and continued my trip to Hanyang, riding a yellow crane.