Poetry about being strong and tenacious

Zheng Banqiao's Bamboo Stone: I insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are breaking rocks. After many trials and tribulations, I am still strong, and I am willing to wind in the east, west, north and south.

Yu Qian's Ode to a Lime: If the fire burns carelessly, leave your innocence in the world.

Wen Tianxiang: Since ancient times, no one has died. Take the heart of Dan first and report it according to history.

Li Bai's Xia Sai Qu

It snowed in May, and there were no flowers, only cold.

Fight the golden drum at dawn and hold the jade saddle at night. I wish I could stick my sword in my waist and cut Loulan.