What are the free and easy poems?

1, ten years to grind a sword, frost blade has not tried. Now take it out and show it to you. Whoever is wronged may as well tell me the truth.

2, the lights are cold tonight, the river pond, the tearful sheep male surnamed Yang.

3, there is no need to sue for divorce, and I have never had an bowel movement.

4, the cold wind, the strong man is gone forever!

5. I laughed from the horizontal knife and went to live in the liver and gallbladder.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

7. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

10, the whale waves are fast and the wind is urgent, and the waves turn over the sleeves. Who can compare ancient and modern times? Autumn snow, half dream butterfly.

1 1, Wu Dongwang Yuhang, boundless sea of clouds.

12, Qiu Lai took good care of Shang Piaopeng, but didn't feel ashamed of Ge Hong for Dansha; Crazy songs, empty life, who is domineering?

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

14, when I succeed, I will go back to my hometown and play 30,000 games with the public.

15, I want to go to heaven, I want to see the moon twice; I don't know where to stay tonight. Pingsha Wan Li is uninhabited.

16, a flute and a sword to wander the rivers and lakes, a pot of eternal hate wine! Two feet turn into earthly roads, and heaven covers the earth.

I don't love the palace wall willow, but I was mistaken by the front edge. Bloom flowers fall from time to time, always depends on Dongjun. I can't go, and I have no place to live. If I have a boat on the river, I want to go with you. However, within this red wall and yellow tile, my hatred for him, my guilt for her, my affection for her, my desire for separation, and my desire for separation all vanished in the voice of Western jackdaw in the west.

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