What are the poems about men?

The road to Xiongguan is like iron, and now it is strutting. -Mao Zedong recalled Qin E Loushanguan.

Xiang Tao, the frolic in the frolic, stands tall and the red flag is not wet. -(Song) Jiuquanzi

Dapeng winds up one day and soars into Wan Li. -(Tang) Li Yong by Li Bai.

Go out laughing, are we Artemisia people? -(Tang) Li Bai's "Nanling children don't enter Beijing"

Heaven is strong, and gentlemen are constantly striving for self-improvement. -Zhouyi

Young and promising, aim high all your life. Others have swords, and I have pens like knives.

The palace is Tian Shelang, and the palace of the emperor is at dusk. Generals have no seeds, and men should constantly strive for self-improvement. ("The Poem of a Prodigy")

After reading dharma books for forty years, there is a blue sky over Wusha. Men want to draw Lingyange, but first of all, they don't love money. (Yang Mingji Jisheng's "Poetry of Expressing Aspiration")

This is a night for men to study. Black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, but regrets it later. (Don Yan Zhenqing's "Persuasion")

Mechanics, like ploughing, is diligent and self-aware. But if you make all kinds of books, you will get old. (Song Liuguo Academy)

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? If young people don't work hard, old people will be sad.

The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. Timely encouragement, time waits for no one. (Tao Jin Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems)

Advise you not to cherish the golden robe, and advise you to cherish youth. If there are flowers, be sure to fold them straight. Don't wait until they are empty. (Tang's Golden Robe) Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday was so beautiful! Yesterday has passed, but today is just a worry. People know that they regret yesterday, but they don't realize that today has passed. The water is gurgling and the sunset is few. Don't wait for the Ming Dynasty to regret what you can do today. (Song of Unknown Yesterday)

Today after today, how few today! If you don't do it today, when will it happen? Today is a hundred years of life, and today is not a pity! If we wait until the Ming dynasty, there will be something clear in the Ming dynasty. Please write today's poems for you from today. (Ming Wen Jia's "Song of Today")

Tomorrow follows tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. If I live to tomorrow, everything will be in vain. If the world is tired of tomorrow, it will go to Qiu Lai in spring. Look at the flowing water in the east and the sunset in the west. What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow. (Song of Tomorrow by Qian Qing Yong)

Dapeng rises with the wind and soars in Wan Li on the same day. If the wind stops, it can still lift the turbulent water away. People sneered at my words when they saw my unchanging tone. When I announced that my father was still afraid of being young, my husband should not be young. (Tang Li Bai's "Li Shangyong")

Pure heart is the foundation, and the right path is the plan of the body. Show dry eventually becomes a building, fine steel don't make a hook. The barn is full of mice and birds, and the grass is full of rabbits and foxes. There are lessons in history, don't make people lose face. (Song Bao Zheng's Poems of Zhi Ming)

Cicadas sing in the west, and visitors think in the south. It's unbearable to see the shadow on the temple. In order to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner, his flight passed through thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the windy world. Who knows if he is still singing? Who is more worried. (Tang Luobin Wang's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada")

Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, the sky roared, strong and fierce. Thirty fame and fortune, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white-headed, empty and sad Jingkang's shame is not over yet. When will courtiers hate it? Drive a long car and break through the shortcomings 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! (Song Yuefei's "Man Jiang Hong")