2. It's stormy and full of worries. Why should the revolution be afraid of beheading? I left my son proudly and was avenged by the king of Chu for three years. Yang Chao
3. I hate not being able to resist Japanese death, and I have the shame of today. This country is still broken. I don't care about the second head. -Ji Hongchang
4. Desperately stop thinking about James Zhang, endure death and treat Dugan temporarily. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder. -Tan Sitong
5. The bright moon in Qin dynasty was off in Han dynasty, and the Long March people did not return. -"Two Embankments" Wang Changling
6. Ma Xin crossed the white jade saddle, and the moonlight on the battlefield was cold. -"Two Embankments" Wang Changling
7. Thirty fame dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. -"Man Jiang Hong" Yue Fei
8. The wind is rustling in Shui Han, and the strong man is gone forever. -"Historical Records, Biography of Assassins"
9. The wind is flying, and warriors are everywhere. -"Song of the Wind" Liu Bang
10. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
2. The tragic and generous poems are surrounded by thousands of buildings in Qian Qian, which greatly protect the poor in the world.
Don't be idle, you are white-headed and sad.
Who hasn't died since ancient times? This thorough dedication of the neuromicroscope will go down in history forever.
The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men are gone forever.
The wind blows clouds, and the brave guard the four directions.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Half of us were killed in the front line, but the other half are still alive. It is tragic for beautiful girls to dance and sing for them in the camp.
Tang Jun men and women fought the Huns to the death, and 5,000 troops in robes were killed in Chen Hu.
Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl.
I'm kind, too. Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets.
Don't laugh when lying on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?
It doesn't matter what beheading is around the poem of "tragic generosity", as long as the doctrine is true. Kill Xia and others. -summer
It's stormy all over the sky, and the revolution need not be afraid of beheading. I left my son proudly and was avenged by the king of Chu for three years. Yang Chao
I hate not being able to die against Japan, and I am shameless today. This country is still broken. I don't care about the second head. -Ji Hongchang
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder. -Tan Sitong
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -"Two Embankments" Wang Changling
The general just stepped into a BMW with a white jade saddle to fight. After the battle, there was only bleak moonlight on the battlefield. -"Two Embankments" Wang Changling
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. -"Man Jiang Hong" Yue Fei
The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men are gone forever. -"Historical Records, Biography of Assassins"
The wind is in cloud flying, and the warriors are guarding everywhere. -"Song of the Wind" Liu Bang
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
4. What are the tragic and generous poems about the moon? What are the tragic and generous poems about the moon?
1. Two Poems on the Embankment by Tang Wang Changling stopped publishing in Ming and Qing Dynasties, but the Long March did not return.
2. The "Two Embankments" in Tang Wang Changling made Ma Xin cross the White Saddle, and the moonlight was cold on the battlefield after the war.
3. Song Yuefei's "Man Jiang Hong" is famous for its dust, which is eight thousand miles away from Yunyue.
4. Liu Yuanmin's "Remembering Feng Tai Xiao and Giving Dong Yuan Zhaosheng" calls back Qian Yu, which is tragic and clear.
5. Song Kang and his Love Order are a cup of mellow wine, generous and sad, and the moon falls on the earth.
6. Tang Zhaowei's "Old Love of Jianglou/Old Love of Jianglou" thinks of Jianglou alone, and the moonlight is like water.
7. In "Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge" by Tang Li Bai, a bright moon hangs high in the capital, and all the hammers are knocking.
8. The "Two Embankments and One Department" in Changling, Tang Wang was closed in Ming and Han Dynasties, but the Long March did not come back.
9. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi's "Three Lines and Two Rhymes of Tang Gong" did not know the soul was broken, and he had an empty dream. Except the horizon and the moon, no one knows that the clouds are far away and the moon is lonely. Generous autumn wind, sad songs are not bass.
10. Zhuang's "The Goddess April 17th" I didn't know my soul was broken, but I had an empty dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
5. How many poems do you have that are more tragic, generous and bold? I choose my favorite white: 1. The young man is pregnant with a thorn, roaming in the fragrant land, and Zhu Men doesn't want to come. Heroes from all walks of life in the sea know each other. -If the Tao, Han and Tang Dynasties die, unless Hunan people die-Yang Du 2. If the world is in trouble, you should lie high in Dongshan.
Borrow cigarettes in Shandong and buy spring scenery in Fengcheng. The green sleeves are wrapped in incense, and the jade capacity gathers in a cage. A smile is worth a thousand dollars.
Fairy posture, how to sell thin. Think back to the beach with branches and reeds and leaves, and the moon is clear and blue beside the pavilion.
The 66-year-old geese lined up, waiting for the news of the golden rooster. Righteousness and bravery cover the sky, loyalty and righteousness cover the ground, and everyone in the four seas knows it.
Have a variety of leisure worries and get drunk all night. 7. According to the letter of the Tao, the land of Yongzhou was occupied by the monarch and the minister, so as to get a glimpse of the Zhou family who swept the world, embraced the world and swallowed up the heart of the eight famine.
The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men are gone forever. When the wind blows and clouds fly, the brave stay in all directions. The old horse is in high spirits, and the martyrs are in high spirits in their twilight years. The desert is lonely, and the long river sets the yen. How can you say that you have no clothes and you have the same robe as your son? Wang is a teacher. You have the same hatred as your son. When you sing wine, life is geometric. . .