Poetry to restore personality and dignity

Ode to Lime was carved by Qian Qian from the deep mountain, and the fire was burning like idle. I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces. I want to leave my innocence in the world.

"Bamboo Stone" Zheng Banqiao insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south.

"Summer quatrains" Li Qingzhao was born a celebrity and died a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

(Song Yuefei's "Man Jiang Hong") Anger, rushing to the crown, leaning against the railing, and resting in the rain. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white and sad! Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Drive a long car and break through the shortcomings of Helan Mountain! Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!

It is always naive not to grow up without poverty and not to be hit.

Heroes have been out of purgatory since ancient times and have never been rich.

Whoever is drunk and dreams of death will be angry and loyal to the country immediately.

The army is thousands of miles away, and the name of the tree is passed down to future generations.