What are some poems with the word "hate" in them?

1. "Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

2. "Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The wind is strong, the ape high in the sky whistles in mourning, and the white bird flies back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for a hundred years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.

3. Tang Dynasty Li Yu's "Happy Meeting·The Forest Flowers Withered the Spring Red Flowers"

The forest flowers withered the spring red flowers, it was too hasty, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came late. The tears of rouge are drunk by each other, no matter when they are heavy, it is natural that life grows and hates the water.

4. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When Will the Bright Moon Come" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world! Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

5. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Moon over the Xijiang River·Drizzle on the Towers"

The drizzle on the rooftops is heavy on the flat lake outside the river. Back then, there was a horse show in Dongxu, but now Nanpu is desolate. Don't regret that the yellow flowers have not spit out yet, and teach the red flowers to support them. There is no need to look at the dogwood in the wine stall, but to admire the present and past of the world.

6. "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty: The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the smoke orchid and weep the dew. The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the smoke orchid and weep the dew. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, you will know where the mountains are and the rivers are vast.