If a teenager doesn't work hard, the boss will be sad.
The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep.
Old Ma Zhicun was lofty, and the martyrs marched forward in their twilight years.
Don't you feel cold? Pine and cypress have nature.
Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death.
Timely encouragement, time waits for no one.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who is the heart of the table?
Spent a similar year, each year is different.
I think it's time to serve my country and draw my sword and fight Artemisia.
Life has never been passed down from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
Climb higher and you can enjoy more magnificent scenery.
Why should a strong brother complain about Liu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Fog in Yungu and Menggu enveloped Yueyang City.
And secular things take turns, ancient, modern, back and forth.
Huang Sha wore golden armor in many battles, but was not returned until he broke through Loulan.
Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
But with Xie Anshi in Dongshan, I smiled and laughed at Jinghu Sand for you.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face.
Today, people can't see the ancient moon, but this month once shone on the ancients.
Talent is useful, spin a thousand silver, all come back! .
These desolate waters, these silent mountains, when you come, like me, so far away? .
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
There are thousands of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world and make them happy.
Hsinchu hates thousands of feet, and evil bamboos should be cut.
The poor table tennis master went back to the temple and chatted for Fu Liang at dusk.
Next to this ever-changing river stands a stone, which is the sadness that he never conquered the state of Wu.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River rolls forward.
This year's flowers are as good as last year's. Last year's people are old this year.
I don't know how many people go to Tingshu. Spring comes to old bloom.
Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The snow held the blue horse back.
The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.