1,, write Huai
Author Yue Fei? Song dynasty
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
Translation:
I was so angry that my hair stood on end. I raised my hat and leaned against the railing. The rain has just stopped in Mao Mao. Looking up and looking around, I saw a vast land, sighing and sighing, and my heart was full of patriotism. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for 8 thousand miles and experienced many storms.
Don't waste your time, your hair is all white, and only one person regrets it. Jing Kangnian's great shame has not been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground.
I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital Jingque.
2. Man Jianghong lives in Beijing.
Author Qiu Jin? Ching Dynasty
I live in the capital, and it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in a blink of an eye. The chrysanthemums under the fence are in full bloom, and the autumn colors are distinct, as if they had just been scrubbed.
Song Sifang finally broke Chu and tasted like Zhejiang for eight years.
They desperately want me to be a lady, but how dismissive I am!
In this life, although I can't be a man, join them. But my heart is stronger than a man's.
When I think of ordinary days, my heart is often hot for others. Those laity, narrow-minded, how can you understand me?
When a hero has no way out, it is inevitable to encounter setbacks. Where can I find a bosom friend in this world of mortals? Tears wet the corners of my eyes.
Translation:
"I stayed in Beijing for a short time, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival in a blink of an eye. The chrysanthemums under the fence are in full bloom, and the autumn colors are bright and clean, as if they had just been scrubbed. Singing in all directions gradually stopped, and I finally broke through the cage of my family like the Han Dynasty. Now I am thinking about my eight-year life in Zhejiang. They really want me to be a lady. In fact, how contemptuous I am!
Although I can't be a man in my life, I will join them. But my heart is stronger than men's. On weekdays, my heart always warms others. Those laity, narrow-minded, how can they understand me? When a hero has no way out, he will inevitably suffer hardships and setbacks. Where can I find a bosom friend in this world of mortals? Tears wet my skirt. "