Poems by Li He, a poet in Tang Dynasty

The city is dying, and the light of armor spreads to the sun. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. Just to return the king, sword and death.

Ma History in Tang Dynasty-Li He

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

Su Xiaoxiao's Tomb —— Li He in Tang Dynasty

Dewdrops on orchids in the cemetery are like her sad tears. There is no knot in the knot, and the flowers in the cemetery are even worse. The grass is like a mat, and the pine tree is like her car cover. The breeze is her clothes, and Jasper is her Yu Pei. The oil-wall car used before death should be waiting around at night. Wildfire Wildfire green, courtesy, lightning. She walked, under the Xiling, only the wind and rain, whistling.

The bitter days are short-Li He in Tang Dynasty

Fly away and advise you to have a drink. I don't know if the sky is high and the land is thick. Only when the moon is cold and the weather is warm will I fire my life. Eating bears is fat, eating frogs is thin. Where is the God King? Tai yi' an has it? If there is a forest in Tiandong, the next title is Candle dragon. I will chop off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's meat so that it can't go back at night. Natural elders don't die, young people don't cry. What is gold and white jade? Who seems to be a son, riding a green donkey in the clouds? Liu Che Mausoleum is full of stagnant bones, while Ying Zheng catalpa coffin costs abalone.