Author Mao Zedong? Modern dynasty
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows. These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
Translation?
Northland scenery, thousands of miles frozen, Wan Li snowflakes floating. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential. Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God.
On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other. Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty. Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi were slightly inferior in literature.
During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people.
Second, Nian Nujiao nostalgia Chibi
Author Su Shi? Song dynasty
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
Translation?
River of no return, wash out those romantic figures through the ages. Heroes of the ages. On the west side of Laoying, people say that Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms broke the Red Cliff in Cao Jun. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf and chatting calmly and smartly, 800,000 Cao Jun went up in smoke. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream. Let's drink to the eternal moon.
Third, Linjiang County, the Yangtze River flows eastward.
Author Yang Shen? the Ming Dynasty
The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time.
Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets. The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time.
I met an old friend and had a drink. How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation.
Translation?
Rolling the Yangtze River eastward, never looking back, how many heroes disappear like stormy waves. What is right and wrong, success and failure, are short-lived and not long-lasting. Only the green hills still exist and the sun still rises and sets. White-haired fishermen on the river have long been used to the changes of the four seasons. It's rare to meet friends and have a good drink. Disturbances throughout the ages have become the material for drinking and chatting.
Fourth, bid farewell to Secretary of State Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.
Author Li Bai? the Tang Dynasty
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Translation?
The people who left me yesterday are irresistible, and the people who disturb my mood today make me extremely worried. In the face of this scene, Wan blew the swan geese returning to the south, and they could climb the tall buildings and have a good drink. Your article is as vigorous and fresh as the literary works of the Han Dynasty. My poetic style is as fresh and beautiful as Xie Tiao's.
We are all full of lofty sentiments and exultation, and our jumping thoughts are like flying high in the blue sky to pick the bright moon. It's like drawing a treasure knife to cut running water. The water was not cut off, but flowed faster. I raised my glass and drank heavily. I wanted to drown my sorrows in wine, but it turned out to be even more worrying.
Ah! Life is so unhappy in this world, it is better to let me wander freely in the rivers and lakes in a boat tomorrow (retire from the rivers and lakes).
On May 7th, the People's Liberation Army occupied Nanjing.
Author Mao Zedong
Zhongshan is windy and rainy, and millions of heroes cross the river. Tiger's dragon card is better than in the past, upside down and generous.
It is advisable to chase after the poor bandits with the remaining courage, not to learn from the overlord. If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes.
Translation?
The revolutionary storm shook Nanjing, the capital of the Chiang dynasty. The People's Liberation Army broke through the natural barrier of the Yangtze River with millions of heroes and went straight to Nanjing, the base area where Chiang fought hard for three and a half months. Nanjing, an ancient capital famous for its grandeur and precipitousness, has returned to the hands of the people. It is more beautiful than before. This earth-shaking change is enough to make people sing generously and rejoice.
We should take advantage of this good opportunity to pursue the remnants of the enemy and liberate all of China. Don't learn from Xiang Yu, a tyrant of Chu who indulges his enemies for fame and wealth and leads to his own failure. If nature has knowledge, it will abide by the unchangeable law of ups and downs. Constant variation, development and progress are the inevitable laws of the development of human society.