Li Qingzhao? (Song)
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
2,' persuasion'.
Yan Zhenqing (Tang)
Turn on the light at night, and it's time for men to get angry at five o'clock.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
3,' Five Books Anger Two'.
Lu You (Song)
White hair rustling in the middle of the river, only heaven and earth learn loneliness and loyalty. Su Wu, who has suffered a lot, has endured for more than ten years, suffering from the wind and snow, worrying and resentful, hating the rebels' guts and gnashing their teeth.
The grass in the forest garden flows in the spring rain, and the brick wall in Luoyang Palace is broken in the cold month. My Zhuang Xin didn't die at the same age. Even if I die, I can become a ghost wise man.
4,' long songs, life is uneasy'.
Lu You (Song)
Life is not an An Qisheng, drunk in the East China Sea riding a long whale; You should still be Li Xiping, a thief in old Beijing.
The golden seal is brilliant, and the white hair is ruthless. The ancient temple in Chengdu lies in the autumn night, and the setting sun is bright by the monk window.
Broken hand thief, right? Oh, the poem is long and cold. Xinglai bought all the Shiqiao wine, and the cart piled up long bottles;
Sad bamboo helps drama, such as sawing the wild and being tilted by the Yellow River. Usually a drop is not in the mouth, and anger surprises thousands of people.
The enemy of the country did not report the strong man, and the sword in the box came with sound at night. When celebrating the victory banquet for the soldiers, the snow will crush the flying fox city on the third night! ?
5, "It's hard for me to go"
Li Bai (Tang)
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.