Poetry describing poor health

Sick bones can still exist, but there is nothing in the world? It is said that Han Jian will fly away, so why change trains and get sick? Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.

After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei?

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

Lu You's Disease Book

Sick and sick, the hat on his head seems to be very wide, and he is a lonely guest on the Chengdu River thousands of miles away.

Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death.

I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north will wait day and night for the emperor to recover lost territory.

The loyalty spirit of Wang Zhu Ge Kongming's famous book "The Songs of Chu Shi Biao" will remain immortal, so we should read it carefully in the middle of the night.