Ancient poems praising the motherland

One: Song Liqing's photo of "Summer quatrains"

Life is a hero, and death is a hero. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

You should be born a hero and die a ghost. To this day, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to drag out an ignoble existence and returned to Jiangdong.

Two: "Jiangnan Spring" Tang Du Mu

Original: A thousand miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Birds are singing in the south of the Yangtze River, green grass and red flowers set each other off, and wine flags are flying everywhere in the foothills of water towns. There are more than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties, and countless terraces are shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain.

Third, "Title Lin 'an House" Song Lin Sheng

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

When will the songs and dances on the West Lake stop? The warm and fragrant wind made the nobles drunk, which simply made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

Fourth, "Xiuzi" Song Luyou

I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

I didn't know until I was dying that when people died, there was nothing. I was sad that I didn't see the reunification of the motherland with my own eyes. Don't forget to tell me about Song Jun when it regains the territory of the motherland.

5, "Autumn Night Will Dawn at the Hedge Gate to Meet the Cold" Song Luyou

Wan Li Hedong is crowded with people, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.

Three long rivers in Wan Li flow eastward into the sea, and Huashan Mountain with a height of 5,000 mu towering into the sky. The adherents of the Northern Song Dynasty can only grieve in the face of such rivers and mountains, and look at Jiangnan hopefully, hoping that the troops of the Southern Song Dynasty will recover their lost ground and wait another year.