Tomb-Sweeping Day's poems (non-ancient poems)

Prison Song (1) Author: Ye Ting people's entrance and exit doors are locked, while dogs' holes are open. A voice shouted, "Climb out and set you free!" ! I long for freedom, but I deeply know-how can a person's body climb out of a dog hole! I hope that one day the underground fire will burn me even with this living coffin, and I will get water from the fire and blood! For fifteen years, the general came without a fight. Zhu dances heavily, but the horse is fat and the bow is broken. Garrison Diao Dou urged the moon to set and joined the army at the age of 30. Who knows that a strong man's heart is in the flute, and the sand head is empty to recruit people's bones. There was a smell of war in the original, and some descendants turned against Hu Chuan. The adherents endured death and looked forward to recovery, and shed tears tonight. The hope of spring Du Fu, though the mountains and rivers change, the mountains and rivers last forever, the grass is green, the petals are weeping, and the lonely birds sing sad songs. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold, and I caress my white hair. It has grown too thin, and it can no longer hold the hair clasp. Outside the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister of Shu, it is white and dense outside the Jinguan city. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. It is said that loyalists have recovered their news in this distant west station! The north has been recovered! And at first, I couldn't stop the tears from Henan, Hebei and Hebei rushing to my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. When you sing in Baishi, you must indulge in wine. On a green spring day, that's the beginning of my return home. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! . Flowers, as high as my window, hurt a homeless man's heart, because I see from this height that sadness is everywhere. The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable. Although the country has been established for a while, it is as strong as the North Star, and thieves dare not go out of the Western Hills. However, I felt sorry for the sorrow of a long-lost emperor at dusk and talked with Fu Liang at sunset. "Decline": I deeply know Song Yuzhi's sadness, romantic and elegant, and he is also my teacher, the second of five-character poems. Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time. His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? . The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure. See ZhuGeWuHou Biography, pregnant with Li Bai and Han Dao. In the past, there was a war between heroes. Hegemony has not been established, and the separatist capital is heroic. When it was in the south, Wolong got Kong Ming. When it was in Nanyang, Long Mu devoted himself to it until he died. Fish and water live in harmony and the world is full of clouds. Wuhou established Shu Min, and was eager to swallow Xianjing. Who foresaw this, but Cui appeared. Song Li Yuan Tiao has a guest riding to Xindu. Eight battles of Wuhou were left in the ruins. The ancient Xuandi of Myanmar endowed the gods with magical skills, and the sleeves were used to check and balance Sen's discipline. The microscopic parameters of hexagrams are more subtle, and the tic-tac-toe arrangement system is particularly dense. Fighter Chiyou poked outstanding achievements, and the five elements alone spread Zhuge Gong for thousands of years. The operation of the five elements is given by heaven, and the six flowers are turned into non-artificial. It was the day when foxes roared, rabbits screamed and geese crowed around. Feather fan black silk scarf! At that time, Shu was afraid of tigers, but now dogs admire dragons. Unfortunately, when you start your career, you can do your best and divide your potential. Che Meng didn't drive away the Central Plains, but Sawtooth Empty taught you to swallow the land. If something goes wrong, silicon can be brought back to the sky, and it's not just the stars that hurt. Up to now, you are angry at the sand under your feet, but you still succeed after being leveled again and again. The battlefield is disabled for the people, and the ancient cymbals are often picked up when plowing.

The yellow flowers on the ground are dotted, and the weeds on the roadside are lush. The lush scenery is both Qingming and Qingming wind. Recalling the rain in the air brings people back to the real earth. At this time, the heart is revived, but it becomes heavy and heavy at this moment. It will snow in March! ? Yes, it rained more than then. Besides, there are days to see. Isn't that snowflake? The confetti flying all over the sky is still a long-lost soul driving a fairy cloud-a silent and tearless meeting of burning fireworks. In the tearless season, there are countless pairs of pious eyes praying for the blue sky in front of the solemn grave, and the blue sky is ready to go. Then we hurried on our way with fear of the creator. Suddenly, the sky seemed to be swept by someone. It is generally clear that there are many huge bends, only white light and few revolutionary martyrs' poems, and the stone pillars still leave good traces. Zhao Yiman is sung in the four seas today, and the people will always remember this pioneer. Youth for power, game-writing protocol will be popular all over the world. The northeast and southwest rise, and the Pearl River overflows the east wind for hundreds of millions of years. —— Guo Moruo's "Qingming Poetry, Cold Food and Wild Hope" is a five-body stunned tree, and whoever cries in Qingming Cold Food. The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green. Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places. If you don't hear the heavy spring crying, the rain will return. "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" Fan Chengda showered with towels and wore a hat. Flowers bloom in the mountains and willows lie in the water. Shimali Road, the kite is flying. After people dispersed, blackbirds were due west and east.