In the Sui Dynasty in Gao Wenhui, swords were raised to show their love for God.
Support Bandai, step by step Huang San.
The holy cloud follows God, and God still uses Wen Zhi.
Deze thinks about life and sinks his bones.
Riding on the tail of dustpan, the dusty thistle door rises.
Hu Bing killed Han soldiers, and their bodies were all over Xianyang.
Huang Xuan walked like a hero, laughing and talking.
The two rivers are connected, and the embers are immortal.
The top soldier, Qi Caiwei.
Close the ring and fight for a family.
The rebellious son married Sun Lu and hired Dongli in the West.
Anxious brothers, sing like palace cards.
Legal self-interest, etiquette prose contention.
Step by step, draw the house dragon mating.
Paper day name change, economic reward.
There are thousands of miles of salt, thousands of miles of mountains and thousands of miles of water.
I swear I will give money to my grandson, and my blood is absolutely gone.
Nine halls fight against god, and the four seas lose.
How can seventy years of sweat contain shame?
Han Peng is not reborn, Wei Ying is a ghost.
The fierce slave is just like a child's play.
Tired of Shengdan Rixu, who will give away the lottery?
There are hundreds of thousands of wasteland, and dikes are often feared.
Urgent enlistment, rich weapons.
Draw a picture because of it and make a profit at any time.
The flow of goods is extremely vague, and the net is gradually loose.
As soon as Yidi Day opened, Li Yuan was haggard.
I am far from peace, and I am tired of peace.
As for the last years of Zhenyuan, the wind was wild and beautiful.
Yuan and the son of heaven are extremely difficult to follow.
Yuanhe Tianzi, the wise man Tang Wu.
Mautz covered the palace and the seal was opened.
Team Wu took out his son and dreamed of the truth.
Thin clouds go far, Henan is flat.
With the beginning of Changqing, Zhao Yan finally died.
With a wife and a son, North Que will fight for it.
Therefore, the old man caressed his children and grandchildren. "There is still hope for your life today."
Rufu's throat is still narrow and his weight is not strong.
Without a magic weapon, the ship swallowed the net.
Bones add thistle to sand, and blood rises like a torrent.
Only a cloud has a sign. Can a person without a shape ask?
Five princes a day run away like birds.
Hard won, easy lost.
It's easy to walk, but it's still awkward to cut.
The bitch in Kansai vowed to get a piece of meat.
Please count, who will listen to me?
Swinging around and drying up, the sun and the moon compete for glory.
If you start the civil and military industries, you can clear your eyes.
In Andrew's territory, there is a sign of Miao nationality!
Seventy miles and a hundred miles, there is no need to argue.
I often get drunk while watching what I want to see.
A towering tongue insults a strong heart and calls it helplessness.
Talking about the rhyme of books burns Jia Sheng's legacy.
Appreciation of Du Mu's Poems
The poem is titled with the original note: "When Cangzhou used troops." In the second year of Tang Jingzong (826), China's ambassador to the sea, Li Quanlue, died of illness, and his son Li rebelled. The crusade against Li began in August (827) of the first year of Daiwa Wenzong and ended in April (829) of the third year of Daiwa. According to Miao Yue's textual research, this poem was written in the first year of Yamato (827), when the war had just started. Du Mu was twenty-five years old. On the turning point of the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty on the grounds of "An Shi Rebellion". After the Anshi Rebellion, the power of the central government in the Tang Dynasty weakened, and the powerful vassal generals held the emperor to make the princes fight, and the war continued, which disturbed the country and made the people miserable. Born in the late Tang Dynasty, Du Mu was worried about the disaster of the buffer region and the danger of the country. He wrote this masterpiece full of strong feelings with the blood of youth, lashed the arrogance of the buffer region, exposed the incompetence of the imperial court, drew a sunset picture of the western hills in the Tang Dynasty, and expressed his anguish that he had empty ambitions but was unable to serve the country. This is an important lyric poem with political theme in his early years, which is comparable to Du Fu's Northern Expedition and Li Shangyin's Hundred Rhymes in the Western Suburb, and is known as "the history of poetry".
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