"Go to the garrison and tell family members at the entrance of the road·Part 2" ? Lin Zexu of the Qing Dynasty. If you are weak and have a heavy responsibility for a long time, your spirit will be exhausted. If you continue to exhaust yourself and become mediocre, you will definitely fail. ? If you only care about life and death for the benefit of the country, why should you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings? ?Relegated residence is a sign of kindness from the king, and it is appropriate to support the weak and strong soldiers in the garrison. ? Play and talk stories with the mountain wife, try to chant and lose your old scalp.
"Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind"? Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the three thatched roofs of my house. ?Mao flies across the river and scatters on the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the Shentan depression. A group of children in the south village bullied me because I was old and weak. I couldn't bear to face him as a thief, and they openly carried the grass into the bamboo. ?My lips are burnt and my mouth is dry and I can't breathe. When I return, I lean on my staff and sigh. ?For a while, the wind made the clouds turn black, and in autumn, the desert turned dark. ?The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. ?The leakage at the bedside has no place to dry, and the rain has not stopped the feet. ?Since the menstrual period is disordered and little sleep has been achieved, how can the long night be damp? There are tens of thousands of vast buildings, which can shelter the poor people all over the world. Alas! ?Whenever I suddenly see this house in front of me, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!
"Ode of Lime"? Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty. Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened. ?Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you want to leave your innocence in this world.
"Miscellaneous Poems·Life has no roots"? Tao Yuanming of the Wei and Jin Dynasties Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. ?Scattered and turned around by the wind, this is already abnormal. ?We are brothers, why should we be close by flesh and blood? ?Have fun and have fun, fight and drink with your neighbors. ?The prime years will never come again, and the morning will never come again. ?Be encouraged in time, time waits for no one.
"Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"? Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ?The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. ?The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples have changed. The moonlight is cold when singing at night. ?There is not much way to get to Pengshan Mountain, and the blue birds are diligent in visiting.
"Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5"? Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty. The sun is setting in the day when I am about to leave, and I chant my whip to the east and point to the end of the world. ?Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.