Book of Anger
When I was young, I knew that things were difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.
It was stormy on November 4th
Lu You
Lying stiffly in the lonely village, he did not mourn for himself, but still thought of guarding Luntai for the country. Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.
Shier
When I die, I know that everything will be in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.