Patriotic ancient poetry must be compiled by yourself. Let's go

Lu you

When you die, you know everything is empty.

But I'm sad to see Kyushu.

Julian Waghann Beiding Zhongyuan Day,

Don't forget to tell the Nai Weng family about the sacrifice.

Guo yang

wen tianxiang

When hard work comes,

There are few stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the clouds are surging.

Life experiences ups and downs.

Fear. The beach says fear,

Sigh in the ocean.

People who have never died since ancient times,

Take care of your heart and shine your history!

Man Jiang Hong

Yue Fei

Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing.

Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Thirty reputations, dust and dirt,

Eight thousand miles, clouds and the moon.

Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.

Jingkang shame, still not snow;

When do courtiers hate their guts!

Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain.

Eager for pork,

Talking about the thirst for Hun blood.

Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.

Ji hai's miscellaneous poems

gong zizhen

Kyushu is furious.

It's a pity that a thousand horses can't walk.

I suggest that god stand up again,

Don't stick to a model and leave behind talents.

Join the army (choose one) ★

Don Wang Changling

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Take it out of the plug (select one) ★

Don Wang Changling

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Fewer years (select one)

Don

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.

Liu, the judge of Wuwei School, marched on Qixi.