Poetry that embodies great justice

If you want to benefit the country's life and death, why should you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?

Lin Zexu's "October divination on the way to the garrison to show the family members"

I am smiling to the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact!

Tan Sitong

Is your head willing to grow old in idleness? Would the motherland be in ruins? Infinitely sad and hateful to the family and country, long songs of generosity don’t linger.

Qiu Jin "A King from Cambodia"

Chang Si worked hard and sacrificed himself for the country's urgent needs.

Sima Qian's "Report to Ren Shaoqing"

I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.

Li Bai's "Thinking Next Song"