Year: Song Author: 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.
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Year: Tang Author: Changling Wang
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, and the broken loulan will not be returned!
Ode to lime
Year: Ming Author: Yu Qian
A thousand hammers hit the mountains, and the fire burns casually.
Regardless of all the fragments, we should leave innocence in the world.
Crossing the ocean of zero
Year: Song Author: Wen Tianxiang
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Bamboo stone title
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
South garden
Year: Tang Author: Li He
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?
If you are a scholar Wan Huhou, please go to Lingyange temporarily.
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Year: Tang Author: Changling Wang
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, and the broken loulan will not be returned!
Reading in winter night, Xianzi said
Year: Song Author: Lu You
The ancients learned nothing, and it takes time to grow old.
What you get on paper is so shallow that you never know what you have to do.