Three ancient poems praising the motherland

There is a sea of people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The mountains and rivers of the motherland are the most magnificent. The following small series introduces you to the ancient poems praising the motherland. What are the following for reference only!

1, the hope of spring

Don du fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

2. "Summer quatrains"

Song liqing Zhao

Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

3. State Bridge

Fan Song Chengda

North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year.

I burst into tears and asked the messenger,' When will the Sixth Army really come?'

4. Name of Lin 'an Building

Song Lin Sheng

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

5. "Show it to children"

Song luyou

I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

6. "Autumn night will dawn at the hedge door to meet the cold."

Song luyou

There is a sea of people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers.

The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.

7. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

Song sushi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.

A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.

8. Yellow Crane Tower

Don Cui Hao

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

9. Spring outing in Qiantang River

Tang Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

10, Zhi Zhu Ci

Don Liu Yuxi

The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless and affectionate.

1 1, Jiangnan spring

Don Dumu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.