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Lu Xun's poems
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Lu Xun's poems
1, laugh at yourself
What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
2. "Untitled"
Smoke and water are common things, and a fisherman is abandoned.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find.
3. Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
4. "Accustomed to the long night in spring"
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
5. "Untitled"
The trees in the cave fell into the sky, and the eyebrows were scarlet.
There are people on the river bank who can't sing and have lost their eyes.
6. Lotus Man
In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.
Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.
7. New Year's Day in 22 years
The cloud sealed the high cave to protect the general, whether to attack Joan Hinton and destroy the people.
After all, it is not as good as the concession, and it is spring in the sound of playing cards.
8. "Two gifts"
In ...
Yue Nv's eyes lit up and she put on her morning makeup. Water and wind are both her hometown.
When you sing all the new words, you can't see them, and the clouds will rush to Qingjiang early.
2. About Lu Xun's poem 1, self-deprecating.
What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
2. "Untitled"
Smoke and water are common things, and a fisherman is abandoned.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find.
3. Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
4. "Accustomed to the long night in spring"
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
5. "Untitled"
The trees in the cave fell into the sky, and the eyebrows were scarlet.
There are people on the river bank who can't sing and have lost their eyes.
6. Lotus Man
In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.
Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.
7. New Year's Day in 22 years
The cloud sealed the high cave to protect the general, whether to attack Joan Hinton and destroy the people.
After all, it is not as good as the concession, and it is spring in the sound of playing cards.
8. "Two gifts"
In ...
Yue Nv's eyes lit up and she put on her morning makeup. Water and wind are both her hometown.
When you sing all the new words, you can't see them, and the clouds will rush to Qingjiang early.
The second is.
Qin women tolerate jade Zheng, while Liang Chen is enthusiastic about the night wind.
In a blink of an eye, the ice string sounded absolutely, but I saw the sound of running towards the starry sky.
9. "Send Jun and Lan home"
Pepper burns laurel, leaving the United States old, relying on the secluded rock to express the heart.
Those who cherish incense are far away, and there are treasures in their hometown.
10, untitled
Yoko has many hooks and thorns, and the sky is full of war clouds.
A few spring waves, all is silent.
Only Qin gets drunk and sings more and more.
The storm is mighty, and the flowers and trees are bleak.
1 1, "Answer the guest"
Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband?
Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu?
12, "Give a tent"
Suddenly, Fei Xian fell into the blue sky, and the cloud car Shuang Bian.
Poor Peng Zi is not the son of heaven. He fled to absorb the north wind.
13, "To Japanese Singers"
The riverside scenery is still there, and people from afar come here.
Don't look at singing and dancing far away, Westward Journey is a fairy.
14, "A gift for Wu Qishan"
After living in Shanghai for 20 years, I can see China every day;
Don't take medicine when you are sick, but read when you are bored.
A wide face has changed, and more and more people are beheaded.
Suddenly into the wild, there is no Amitabha in the south.
15, "Sanyi Tower"
Whether to fly to annihilate the Son of Man, there are still hungry pigeons left in the ruins.
I left the fire house with a great heart, and finally I left the tower to Miss Yingzhou.
A fine bird still dreams of holding a stone, and a fighter is determined to fight against the current.
The wave-snatching brothers are here, and when they meet, they laugh and forget the enmity.
16, in memory of Ding Jun
If the rock night sky presses the heavy building, the willow spring breeze road will be cut into nine autumn.
Yao's dust is clear and resentful, and she is pitiful and has no female honor.
17, "Smell"
Deng Hua glitters with feasts and riches, and charming girls make up jade bottles.
Suddenly I remembered my feelings, kissed the earth and pretended to see the crow print of Luo socks.
18, in memory of Yang Quan
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
19, "Gengzi sends the stove"
A chicken glue is sweet and a gown is fragrant.
If there is nothing at home, there are only a few antelopes.
20. "Reporting Encephalitis Drama"
You dare to grab a moth's eyebrows, but it still goes against a woman's heart.
Swearing is different now. There is nothing like a minister's brain.
2 1, "occasionally"
What does the article want? Looking forward to the dream of Yun Qi in the East.
I seldom hate Fang Lin. Chunlan Qiuju is different.
22. Xiang Lingge
I used to smell the water of Xiangjiang River as blue as dye, but now I smell the rouge mark of Xiangjiang River.
Xiangling makeup shines on Hunan water, and her eyes are as bright as the moon.
In the lonely night of Gaoqiu, there is no spring in Fang Quan.
When the drum is finished, the Yao people don't smell it, and the peace is like the autumn gate.
23. Mourn for Yang Quan
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
24. Autumn Night
The leading edge flew away behind the scenes, and the cypress trees were used as Dojo.
I hope that the emperor will finally teach the grass reform, and the fans will chat and decorate the venue.
Where are the walnuts of 1000 Buddha? Lotus flowers, such as Liulang, are rare.
In the middle of the night, chickens crow and the wind and rain gather, and cigarettes feel cool.
25. "Genius painter"
The wind is white and the forest is dark, and the fog is full of blue flowers.
I would like to beg a new artist to study Zhu Mo only as a spring mountain.
3. About Luxun's Poems Luxun's Poems
In memory of Yang Quan (1933)
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling? When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
Accustomed to spending spring in the long night (193 1 year)
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring. In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger. There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
Self-mockery (1932)
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other. A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
Answer the question (1932)
Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband? Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu?
Other brothers
Dreams often rush to their hometown, and they begin to believe that the world is bitter and parting.
Lying in bed at night, I think of my brothers, the residual lights are like beans, and the moonlight is like a shadow.
Mourn for Yang Quan
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
Casual works of the last autumn at sea
I'm surprised that Qiu Lai is human, and I dare to send a spring essay to my pen.
The sea of dust is boundless and heavy, and the golden wind is bleak.
When I was old, I returned to osawa, but my dreams failed and my teeth were cold.
I heard that pheasants are lonely, as if the stars are dying.
Untitled
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
Untitled
There is no Artemisia on the surface of Wanjiamo, and there is a song that dares to mourn.
My mind is broad, even broad, and I am listening to the thunder in a quiet place.
laugh at oneself
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
Stop Yu Dafu from moving to Hangzhou
Qian Wang's vacation is still there, and Wu Xiang can't find it.
Harmony is different, resentment leads to depression, and mountain fragrance spreads all over Gao Cen.
There is no one in front of General Yue's grave, and there is no one in Meihelin.
It seems that the whole family is traveling, and the wind and rain are full of songs.
4. Eternal memory of Lu Xun's poems
-Commemorating the 25th anniversary of Lu Xun's birthday/kloc-0.
□ Gong Chenlu
you
Wave a pen.
Wake up the sleeping people.
Sharp eyes
It's always like endless thinking
You are on the verge of right and wrong.
Shout to the world with your whole life
That voice echoed in people's hearts for a long time-
generation
Another generation ...
From these phrases, we can see that they are in memory of Lu Xun.
Just from "hesitation" and "shouting", you can completely guess.
5. There are two reasons why Lu Xun's poems mourn for Yang Quan (1933) and whether there are old lofty sentiments and flowers bloom and fall.
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin? Accustomed to the long night in spring (193 1 year), accustomed to the long night in spring, my wife will have silk on her temples.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed. Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water. Self-mockery (1932) What do you want for a canopy? You dare not turn over, you have already met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine. Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu. Answering Chen (1932) is not necessarily a hero. How can he not be a husband? Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu? My brothers' dreams often go to their hometown. They believe in human suffering and separation.
Lying in bed at night, I think of my brothers, the residual lights are like beans, and the moonlight is like a shadow. Mourning Yang Quan is like the old days, when flowers bloom and fall.
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin? My accidental works in the last autumn of the Year of the Ocean have surprised the world and dared to send the temperature of spring to the pen.
The sea of dust is boundless and heavy, and the golden wind is bleak. When I was old, I returned to osawa, but my dreams failed and my teeth were cold.
I heard that pheasants are lonely, as if the stars are dying. Accustomed to the long spring night, my wife will wrap silk around her young temples.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed. Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water. No problem, no ink, no wormwood, dare to sing lamentations.
My mind is broad, even broad, and I am listening to the thunder in a quiet place. Laughing at what I want from the canopy, but afraid to turn over, I have met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine. Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu. Since the title elephant gv 10, there is no way to escape the arrow, and the wind and rain are like the hometown.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. It's still there to prevent Yu Dafu from moving to Hangzhou for a holiday, and he can't find Wu Xiang with the tide.
Harmony is different, resentment leads to depression, and mountain fragrance spreads all over Gao Cen. There is no one in front of General Yue's grave, and there is no one in Meihelin.
It seems that the whole family is traveling, and the wind and rain are full of songs.