When you die, you know everything is empty.
But I'm sad to see Kyushu.
Julian Waghann Beiding Zhongyuan Day,
Family sacrifices will not be forgotten.
The old country fell, and Ying Xiao Wo was sentimental. In his early years, life was like a dream, and a statue was still on the moon.
Don Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou Tower.
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.
Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.
Crying Li Shangyin (2)
Cui Jue
Empty negative lingyun talents, life never open-minded.
Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come.
A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner.
Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station.
1 1 4th, this is a stormy land trip.
I don't feel sorry for myself in a remote village.
Think about keeping the wheel platform for the country.
Lying at night listening to the wind and rain,
Iron horse glacier dream.
Talk about the land tour in your heart
Recalling that year, in order to find opportunities to make contributions, I went to Liangzhou, the border guard, alone. Now the military life of defending the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur.
The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!
Shufen
Year: Song Author: Lu You School: Seven Laws
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.
It snowed at night and the iron horse dispersed in the autumn wind.
Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
Lu You is angry with books.
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.
It snowed at night and the iron horse dispersed in the autumn wind.
Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
I think Lu You's later works can still express his frustration that he has no way to serve the country. There are also many such works in Xin Qiji's poems.