Collect a large number of bold, romantic and humorous ancient poems and sentences. A friend told me, thank you.

The love affairs in The Book of Songs: Cao Chong, Ge Mo, Jiao Gong, Bo and Cai Wei.

Bold and unrestrained: angry and rushing to the crown, leaning against the column and raining. 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 shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque

Hekehang

Lipper

Zhao Ke Hu Mao Wu Ying Gou Shuang Xue Ming

The silver saddle shines on the white horse like a meteor.

Ten steps to kill a person, thousands of miles away, not a line.

I brushed my clothes, hidden, fame and fortune.

Take off your sword and bend your knees before drinking in Xinling.

Hou Ying advised Zhu Hai.

Three cups of Turano Wuyue Danshen.

After dizziness and ear fever, I feel cheerful and neon.

Handan surprised to save Zhao Jin's hammer

Qian Qiu Ershi Zhuangxuanhe Daliangcheng

Even if a knight-errant dies, he is shameless in the world

Who can write your white Xuan Jing?

Man Jiang Hong

Thoughts on climbing the Yellow Crane Tower

Yue Fei

Looking at the Central Plains from a distance, there are many battlements.

Think of that year, flowers covered willows and protected Fengtai Long Ting.

Long live the Pearl in front of the mountain, and Penghu Temple is full of songs.

Today, the fighters are full of suburbs and the dust is evil.

The soldiers are there, and the ointment is on the front line.

People live in peace and fill in the gaps.

Sighing that mountains and rivers are the same, thousands of villages are sparse.

When you ask for a sharp brigade, cross the Qinghe River with a whip.

However, I came back and continued my trip to Hanyang, riding a yellow crane.

Jiang (Su Shi)

I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

The wine is full and the box is still open. Why not put some cream on your temples? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.