Poems about revenge

The river is full of red

Yue Fei

He is so angry that he is so angry that the mist of rain stops. Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

Baili left the city on revenge night, but Pingming was still drunk in the brothel.

——"Miscellaneous Songs·Youth Journey" Zhang Ji