"Broken Zhenzi: Compose a strong poem for Chen Tongfu"
Xin Qiji
Watching the sword while drunk,
Dream back Trumpet company.
Eight hundred miles away, the soldiers are burning,
The sound of fifty strings turning over the wall.
The battlefield is full of troops.
The horse is flying fast,
The bow is like a thunderbolt.
Finish the affairs of the king and the world,
Win the reputation before and after death.
Pity happened in vain.
"Yong Yu Le·Jingkou Beigu Pavilion Nostalgia for the Past"
Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found,
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Sun Zhongmou's office.
On the dancing pavilion and singing stage,
the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind.
The grass and trees in the setting sun,
ordinary alleys,
the humane slaves once lived.
Think about those days,
A warrior with a strong sword and an iron horse,
a man who could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuan Jia hastily,
Self-conferring the wolf to Xu,
Win the hasty visit to the north.
Forty-three years,
I still remember it,
Yangzhou Road is on fire.
It is worth looking back,
Under the Buddha's Li Temple,
there is a sacred crow drum.
Who can ask,
Lian Po is old,
whether he can still make a living.
"Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia"
Su Shi
The great river goes eastward,
the waves are washed away,
A man of the ages.
On the west side of the fortress,
Humanity is,
Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi.
Rocks pierced through the sky,
The waves crashed onto the shore,
Thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque,
There are so many heroes at one time.
Thinking back to Gong Jin’s time,
Xiao Qiao was married for the first time,
majestic and heroic.
Feather fan and silk scarf,
While talking and laughing,
Qiang and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind,
Sentimental people should laugh at me,
I will be born early.
Life is like a dream,
One statue returns the moon to the river.
"Xia Ke Xing"
Li Bai
Zhao Keman and Hu Ying,
Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse,
It rustles like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away,
hiding his body and name.
After leisurely passing Xinling to drink,
I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.
He will eat Zhu Hai, and hold the cup to persuade the marquis to win.
Three cups of Turanuo,
The five mountains are lighter.
After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot,
The spirit and vitality are born.
Waving the golden mallet to save Zhao,
Handan was shocked first.
Two heroes of Qianqiu,
daliang city.
Even if a hero dies, his bones will remain fragrant,
I will not be ashamed to be the best in the world.
Who can write to you,
Baishou Taixuan Sutra.