What are the poems about "independence"?

The poem about "independence" is as follows

1. Children's Language in NiNi after Water Turning.

Year:? Song? Author:? Su Shi

Ouyang Wenzhong asked Yu, "Which piano poem is the best? It is best to listen to Qin Shi's poems during the retreat. Gong Yue: This poem is the most beautiful, but not listening to the piano, but listening to the pipa. I have a deep understanding of this. Play the sword and pipa well, and ask for lyrics. If I don't do it for a long time, I will take the word back, take a little concealment, keep myself in rhythm and leave the clouds behind.

Close children talk and the lights are dim at night. Hatred and resentment come and go, tears come and go. Suddenly, he became a magnificent warrior, full of enthusiasm, a thousand miles away. Looking back at dusk, the clouds are far away, and the flying catkins stir the green ghosts.

Of all the birds, the real phoenix is the only one that doesn't sing. Climb up step by step, and find the light when you fall down. The wind and rain between my fingers stuffed ice and charcoal in my intestines, so I couldn't sit up straight. Pushing hands from home, no tears and no inclination.

2. "Young Bai Weiling, the wind is in the yard, and the courtyard is green."

Year:? Don? Author:? Yu Li

The wind returned to the small courtyard,

Liu Yanchun continued.

After half a day's silence,

The sound of the bamboo crescent moon is still like that of the past.

Before the song ends,

Initial melting of pool ice.

Candles are bright and fragrant, and paintings are deep.

The temple is full of frost and snow, which is hard to remember.

3. "The hut was broken by the autumn wind"

Year:? Don? Author:? Du Fu

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs.

Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.

My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.

This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking.

There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.

What's the point of getting wet all night?

There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain!

Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

Step 4 climb the mountain

Year:? Don? Author:? Du Fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

5. The fisherman Qu Yuan was released

Year:? Pre-Qin? Author:? Qu Yuan

Qu Yuan was released, swimming in the river beach and singing on the bank of Zehe River.

Haggard and haggard.

After seeing it, the fisherman asked:

"The child is not a doctor and San Lv? Why? "

Qu Yuan said, "The world is cloudy and I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.

Just let it go when you see it! "

The fisherman said, "A saint is not obsessed with things, but can keep pace with the times.

The world is muddy, why not spit its mud and make waves?

Everyone is drunk, why not feed the bad guys and encourage them?

Why do you want to be thoughtful and far-sighted, and let yourself become? "

Qu Yuan said:

"I heard that new bathers will wear crowns, and new bathers will shake their clothes;

Ann can observe with her own body, and the person who collects things is ignorant!

I'd rather go to Xiangliu and be buried in the belly of a river fish.

Ann can cover the dust of the world with vast white! "

The fisherman walked away with a smile, but Song said:

"The water of surging waves is clear, you can Zhuo my tassel.

The turbid water in the rough waves can be used to drown my feet. "

So I left without saying anything.