Looking for arrogant ancient poems. The more, the better.

Other crazy poems in history have their own shortcomings.

Chivalrous Li Bai

The swordsmen of Zhao are dotted with tassels at will, and their swords are as bright as Shuang Shuang. The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.

Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind. After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.

Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees. Zhu Hai will bake, and Hou will persuade him to win.

Three cups of spit, five mountains are light. After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.

When Zhao was captured, the soldiers and civilians in the city were frightened. Qian Qiu two strong men, now river daliang city.

As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero. Who can write Xuan Jing, Sir Bai Shou?

Although I'm crazy, I'm willing to associate with chivalrous people, and I don't have a big heart. The five mountains are light and crazy. That's drunken talk. No wonder he can't be a general, but a ranger.

Invite for a drink

Lipper

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

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.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

The sober and sage of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker kept his name.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five-flowered horse, golden autumn,

Give them to the boy in exchange for good wine, and I will share the sorrow of the ages with you.

It was bold at first, but in the back, it turned out to be a punk, as if the balloon that was launched was leaked.

Manjiang Hongyuefei

Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle.

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 courtiers hate it?

Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected.

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.

The combination of madness and worry (the ambition to destroy the enemy and the worry about the court) makes this poem unable to really get mad.

Li Qingzhao's summer quatrains

Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

A woman who can write such crazy poems is the first person in the world. But the ending is sad, and I can't be crazy. If you change the word order of this poem, the idea and conception will change, and it may be even crazier:

I always think of Xiang Yu, although I didn't cross Jiangdong.

Life is a hero, and death is also called a ghost hero.

Yong he le Jing kou Gu Bei Guan nostalgia Xin qiji

It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country.

The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.

The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived.

Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!

However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent.

I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.

Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple.

Who can ask, Lian Po is too old to eat?

Like Li Qingzhao, the front is full of lofty sentiments and the back is desolate. Times make madness impossible.

Su Shi's style is the same as that of Xin Qiji:

Su Shi's homesickness in Chibi

River of no return,

The waves have run out,

Romantic figures through the ages.

West of the old base,

Human nature is,

Chibi, Zhou Lang, Three Kingdoms.

Stones pass through the air,

The rough coast,

Roll up thousands of piles of snow.

Picturesque,

How many heroes are there at a time?

Back in Gong Jin,

Little Joe just got married,

Proud and heroic.

Feather fan nylon towel,

Talking and laughing room (a workplace),

It's all gone.

Wandering in the old country,

Affectionate Ying Xiao Wo,

Give birth to Fahua early.

The world is like a dream,

A statue returns to the moon.

From heroism to thousands of miles away, it is also an anticlimactic genus, because how can the mood of relegation be really unrestrained?

Compared with Wang Changling's two poems, it is much crazier.

Join the army in Wang Changling.

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Out of Wang Changling

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Li Yi's frontier poems are also good.

Xia Sai Qu [Tang] Li Yi

Fu Bo just wanted to be buried, so why did he enter the customs?

Don't just send a reincarnation hole, but still leave an arrow to shoot the Tianshan Mountains.

Tan sitong, the wall in prison

Looking forward to James Zhang,

Treat Dugan.

I smiled at the sky from the horizontal knife,

Go and stay in two Kunlun mountains.

I smiled at the death of heaven with a horizontal knife and couldn't help but give a thumbs-up.

(Wang Jingwei)

Generous in Yan city, easy to be a prisoner of Chu,

Draw a knife for quick success and instant benefit, and live up to the young head.