1, "crossing the zero ocean"
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
2. Song Zhengqi
Heaven and earth are upright, in many ways.
Below is the Yuehe River, and above is the sun star.
People call it awe, which is overwhelming.
The road to the emperor should be clear, including the Ming court.
When poor festivals are seen, one by one:
In the history of Qi Taishi Jane, in the east of Shanxi Hu Bi.
In the Qin Dynasty, in the Han Su Wu Festival;
For the head of general Yan, for the blood of Ji Shi,
Raise your teeth for Zhang Xun and spit your tongue for Yan Changshan;
Or for Liaodong's hat, Qing. Li Bingxue;
Or for a model, a crying hero.
Still have to cross the river and swallow hujie generously,
Still want to hit a thief, the vertical head is broken.
Always dignified and solemn.
When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death live in peace!
The earth depends on it, and the Tianzhu depends on it.
Three cardinal principles are life and morality is the root.
After discussion, Li Yu Yang Jiu, the official transfer is also invalid.
Chu prisoners carry crowns, and carts send them to the poor north.
A tripod is as sweet as stuffing, and one thing is hard to find.
The darkroom is a ghost fire, and the spring courtyard is dark.
Cattle and horses share a bar of soap, and chickens live in phoenix.
Once it is foggy, it is divided into ditches and barren areas.
If it is so hot and cold, it is easy to change.
Well, I'm out of town and happy for my country.
Is there anything ridiculous? Yin He can't be a thief!
I care about this. Look up at the clouds.
I'm worried, it's very high!
The days of philosophers are far away, and the punishment is over.
Reading on the eaves of the wind, painting on the ancient road.
3. Two Poems of Jinling Post (I)
The grass leaves the palace and turns to the morning glow, and the lonely clouds float far away!
The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.
Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?
From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.
4. Yong Jiang Yue Gan Kun Nengda
Gankun can be great, but it's not what's in the pool.
There is no place to worry about the wind and rain, and it is colder.
Crossing the topic, climbing the stairs and making meritorious deeds, everything is snowing in the air.
If the river flows like this, there will be Yingjie.
I can laugh at a leaf and drift away, and then come to Huaishui, which is the breeze.
In the mirror, Zhu Yan is gone, but Dan Xin is hard to disappear.
Going to Longsha, looking back, the front line is as green as hair.
Old friends should remember that there is a waning moon on the branches of azaleas.
5. Yangtze River
I swam downwind in Beihai for a few days and came back from the head of the Yangtze River.
My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest.
6. Except at night
Dry kunkong, the years continue.
The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.
Life fades with the years, and the body is forgotten.
There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night.
7. Zhou Zhen Post
Mountains and rivers know me, so there was no one in the old days.
Throwing, fighting, passing cars and horses.
The legacy of heroes is dying, and the world is dark and new.
Yanshan north road, bleak night to dawn.
8. "(Left)"
Who is beside you now?
Bow your head and cry in the north, and cry in the south to see the soul of the emperor.
I am the only one of flesh and blood, and the description is only sound.
Rivers hate heroes through the ages, orchids are rowboats, and willows are fans.
9. Nan 'an Army
Plum blossom north-south road, wind and rain wet skirt.
Who are you going out with? If you don't go home!
Mountains and rivers are eternal, battlements are temporary.
Starving to death is also my ambition, and I choose EU in my dreams.
10, sit at night
Talk about the misty maple leaf road, which is covered with rain.
Su Yan's half-river paintings, cold and gloomy poems.
Teenagers are the boss, and I'll pay the bill.
There will always be a sword in their hearts, and the smell of chicken will make them sit still.