The optimistic and broad-minded poems of ancient literati

One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea. Li Bai's It's Hard to Walk

Xiu Yuan has a long way to go, and I will go up and down-the Warring States Period. Qu Yuan. Lisao

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm! -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

My smile went straight into the sky from the horizontal knife and stayed in the liver and gallbladder!

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow westward. Su Shi: Don't sing yellow chicken with white hair.

Missing Nu Wa —— Nostalgia of Chibi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. Rock clouds break, waves beat the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Things are like a dream, a bottle or a month.