The power of youth and inspiration has my poems.

The inspirational power of youth has my poems as follows:

As soon as they entered the military camp, they felt at home, and young people were determined to revitalize China. The mountains are in the wind and rain, the sea is drifting and splashing. Brave thunder chasing the sun and the moon, enjoying frost and snow. I learned to be both civil and military, and I am worthy of the respect of the villagers for tea. A barrel of Xinfeng wine is worth 10,000 yuan, and the ranger with five spirits is a teenager. When we met, people drank to the spirit of the king, and the horse was tied under the weeping willow in the restaurant.

The monarch and his ministers finally came to a banquet hall and sat on a high platform to talk about military achievements. The emperor's son gave it to the princes in the temple, and the general Pei came out of the palace in full light. This army later became the "general" of the Han Dynasty and began a battle with the general Yu Yang. Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you are killed, you still have a chivalrous fragrance. A person can carve two arcs with one arm, but riding thousands of regiments seems nothing. Leaning against the golden saddle, the arrow, with the arrow, kept shooting at the fleeing enemy chief.

Dajiangdong went to Song to turn around, and the Liao secret group helped the poor. Ten years of broken walls, it is difficult to reward the sea and be a hero. Why don't men take Wu Gou and collect 50 states? Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families? Before Hu died, autumn came first, and tears flowed empty. In this life, who knows, my heart is in Tianshan, and I am always in Cangzhou! Express one's feelings

Yulan, a beautiful woman, is a gorgeous glow in people's hearts. Resign from the army for my father and defend my country for you. Ten years of bloodshed, ice and snow in Wan Li. Many soldiers were killed when they were strong, and lucky stars guarded Huaying. I love your long and splendid history and the flowers on every inch of your land.

I love your beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains, and I love the tenacity and persistence of your people. My motherland, my beloved motherland. You are a cock with your head held high-awakening the silence of dawn, and the country straightened the back of vicissitudes. 20 1 1 ode to the national day of the motherland, the mountains are towering, the towering peaks overlook the historical storms, and the twilight is boundless, allowing clouds to drift by.

The solid back has withstood the vicissitudes of hundreds of millions of years. My motherland, the river is rushing, the mighty torrent rushes through the whirlpool of history, goes forward bravely, washes away the pollution of a hundred years, and the stormy waves hit the canyon, which has experienced many ups and downs of fate.

My motherland, the people are hardworking, 56 ethnic groups love each other, the oriental charm is wonderful, and China is strong! One world, one dream, five continents and four oceans, one voice. I'm proud of your strength. I've resisted internal and external troubles for years. I am proud of your light, a descendant of printing, and I am pi.