Looking for classical poems with "江山" and "河山" in them, preferably with sources, the more the better!

The country has talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years

If the country does not change, the nature cannot be changed

There are so many beautiful people in the country

Yongyu Lejingkou Beiguting Nostalgia

Xin Qiji

Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place.

On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain.

The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the humane slaves once lived.

Think of those days when we were fierce and powerful, and we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yuanjia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north.

Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.

It’s worth looking back, under the Buddha’s Temple, there is a Shencrow Society Drum!

Who is to ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?

Langtaosha

Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.

Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at dawn.

In the dream, I didn’t know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone. There is no limit to the world. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others.

Flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth are gone.

Moon over the River

Song Wen Tianxiang

The universe can be great, even the dragons and yuan are not the things in the pond. The wind and rain have no place to worry about, and the cold insects are all around. I write poems on the horizontal branches and compose poems on the towers. Everything is covered with snow in the sky. If the river flows like this, there will always be heroes.

It’s a shame to laugh at the drifting leaves. Returning to the Huai River, there is a new cool breeze. All the beauty in the mirror has changed, but only the loyalty remains. Going to Longsha, looking back at the mountains and rivers, a line of green is as green as hair. Dear friends, I should remember, the moon is waning on the cuckoo branches.

My heart is like a magnetic needle, and I will not rest until I guide the direction - Song Dynasty. Wen Tianxiang's "Yangtze River"

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs, and the rain beats them - Song Dynasty. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"