Historical records and biographies of assassins
Shui Han, the strong man is gone forever!
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.
Since ancient times, generals have their own reasons. Draw a cup and see the sword sitting in the spring. What's the point of interfering with the interface? Laugh and laugh. New penalty for black silk scarf feather fan. When will Tianshan be decided? Listen. Singing, whistling and smoking quietly. Fenyang Street is an outstanding person. Goodbye. Now there are fallen immortals.
Lu you
Recalling that year, in order to find opportunities to make contributions, I went to Liangzhou, the border guard, alone. Now the military life of defending the border fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur.
The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!
Man Jiang Jin hong Jia Diao ge
Liu Kezhuang (Southern Song Dynasty)
Carve a dagger on the shining armor and remember the day when Yuanmen was just established. Grinding the shield nose and waving a thousand pieces of paper, the dragon and snake are still wet. Iron horses hiss and camp in the cold, and build ships to cross the wind and waves at night. Who is poor? The ape's arm is so general that it has no merit.
Ping Rong policy, what to join the army, scattered, careless packing. Pass on the tea classics and review them irregularly. I am afraid that the guests will talk about elm trees, so I teach my children to recite the Collection of Flowers and sigh that I am not as good as others. Why not?
Han Gongchun
Arrows and bows,
Recalling the old eagle base,
Cut off the tiger and make it dull.
Blow the twilight back to the wild account,
The snow pressed against the green felt.
Drizzle pure drunk ink,
Watch dragons and snakes fly down.
People make false promises that poetry will be omitted,
At that time, the talent was transcendent.
Why did you come to the south again?
Look at Chongyang drug market again,
Yuanxi Lantern Mountain?
People are happy when they spend.
The hat is hung with a whip.
I feel old when I hear the song,
I still keep crying.
You remember, Feng Hou.
Fame doesn't believe in heaven.