1, wind song
Liu bang in Han dynasty
The strong wind blows, the clouds fly, I unify the world, glory goes to glory, how can I get a warrior, and the country is defended in all directions!
2. chanting on the first day
Zhao Kuangyin in Song Dynasty
At first, the sun was shining and Qian Shan was on fire.
In an instant, a round of heaven drives back the stars and the waning moon.
3. Short songs
Cao Cao in Han Dynasty
Singing to wine, life geometry! For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over. A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.
As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off. The weirder, the more useless. Talk about it, and remember the past.
There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on? The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.
4. Hang Ju
Huang Chao in Tang Dynasty
Waiting for the autumn of the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, the blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, the fragrance of Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in fragrant chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is golden chrysanthemums.
5, the car is a poem, Xie Pankeqiang, Pan Lexian and his son and Sanjiang brothers?
The old man has a broad mind and clear mountains and rivers. What was it when you hit the wall? At the same time, a mosquito buzzed. Nothing is also strong-willed, with big eyebrows hanging like brooms. I must seize the opportunity to save me from the dangerous cliff. Ashamed that I was drunk and blind, and I didn't look at myself. It is like a dream, but you can't remember the past. If it weren't for Sanjiangzi, it would have been won by recovery. Write poems to remember your mistakes, because I thank the three sages. The past is irreparable, and there is only a sigh.