Mo Xie three feet according to people cold, give it a try carefully.
Hangkongzhai, as a piano partner, doesn't have to chop Loulan.
Xin Qiji (Southern Song Dynasty) —— Broken Fighter gave Chen Tongfu strong words.
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Eight hundred miles of moxibustion, fifty strings of external sound. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. Despite the king's world affairs, he won a name before he died. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
The Book of Bodhisattva Man Building a Wall in Jiangxi —— Xin Qiji
How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai! Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains!
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.
Lu You (Southern Song Dynasty) showed his son;
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad that I couldn't see Kyushu. Julian Waghann decided to go north to the Central Plains to celebrate. I never forgot to tell him about the family sacrifice.
(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You-
(Tang) Wang Changling-Joining the army
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Gold wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but loulan is not returned.
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)-Hope in Spring
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army-Du Fu: News of this distant West Railway Station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
Climbing the Building-Du Fu
Flowers are close to tall buildings and far away from my hometown. I am very sad. There are disasters everywhere in this country, so I climbed up to see them. The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable. The imperial court, like the North Star, will not change in the end, and the Western Hills of Kohl will not invade Tibet. Alas, the ruler and emperor of Shu are still enjoying sacrifices in the temple, and I will recite Liang Yinfu in the evening.
(Southern Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains": "Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "
Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty —— Exodus: During the Qin Dynasty, the people of the Long March did not return. 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.
Yue Fei (Southern Song Dynasty)-"Man Jiang Hong" was furious, rushing to the crown, leaning against the railing and resting in the rain. 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, white and sad! Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. 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!
(Modern) Yu Youren-Looking at Hometown
Bury me in the mountains and see my continent;
The mainland is invisible, only crying.
Bury me in the mountains and see my hometown;
Hometown is invisible and unforgettable.
The sky is grey and the wilderness is vast. Shan Ye is a state-owned ruin.