Lu you's patriotic poems

I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! Show it to your son.

Thousands of years of history, shame and anonymity, all of my heart reported to the son of heaven. Oh! Although the three Chu clans can destroy the Qin Dynasty, are there any China? A trip to Jin Cuodao

It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse. Who can compare with a teacher for a thousand years? Shufen

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. 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. The disease begins with a book.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. 1 1 There was a storm on the 4th of the month.

The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year. The feeling of going out of the hedge door to meet the cold at dawn in autumn night

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? Plum blossom quatrains

A national mourning, people's temples are no longer green. Sleep in the water town at night

Who knows the heart of a strong man in a flute? The sand head is empty, and the bones are taken. Guan Shanyue.

Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls. Travel notes of Shen hometown dream

In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn. Qiu Si.

Clouds suddenly cover the sun, and rain leaves Ye Fei frost. Thinking in buddhist nun at night.

Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, and the peaceful bonfire lit the bonfire. Give me the glad eye

The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. Complain about love

Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou! Complain about love

Xiangguan River, Yanmen West, Qinghai International. Night tour of the palace, remember seeing off the soul teacher in the dream?