On the night of October 26th, while dreaming on the way to Nanzheng Road, I suddenly felt like I was writing.
Poet: Lu You Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty
The two corners of the lonely cloud are not feasible , Wangyun Jiujing cannot be crossed.
The mountain of Jizhong reaches into the sky, and the Han River flows eastwards.
The Emperor Gao tried his sword and divided it into parts, but the grass was moss-free and the seal was still in its old place.
The altar has been standing for thousands of years, and it is suspected that there is a sacred object protecting it in the middle and wild areas.
I was in the shogunate, and I came and went in the morning and evening.
Stay overnight at Mianyang Posthouse and have lunch at a long wooden bunk.
Drinking from the water in the snow, trampling on the mountains and forests to cut down foxes and rabbits.
Dandan Beishan tiger cannibalize countless people.
The orphans and widows will not repay, and the sunset will bring fear to travelers.
I heard the news and threw my arms up, shouting a hundred steps forward, fighting forward like a tiger and a man standing, roaring to split the cliff with blood.
The thirty knights are all from Qin, and they look at each other with green faces.
The country has not sent out troops to save the Liao army, and the world is in a state of despair.
To learn how to brew wine with flowers, I humiliate everyone by reciting poems.
Now that I am lying in bed due to illness, I still think about the garrison when I raise my arms.
Who are the southerners who don’t know how to fight? In the past, the three households of Qin and Chu were destroyed!
Poetry title: Jian'an and the Xing Dynasty
Author: Lu You Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty
Jian'an and the Xing Dynasty
The thorn tiger soars into the present, The white robe is still stained with blood.
The generals of Liao were not used in the holy period, and a young man from Longmen was left empty.