Fang Wei (owner of Zhuo Yingxuan):
The original rhyme is a reply to the two poems "Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War" by Hong Kong Mr. Raymond Lam
One
The national humiliation is inscribed in the Jiawu Year, and I focus on the east side of the sea with my high eyes.
The idle clouds are still swaying in the heart of the waves, and the battleships are sleeping under the water.
Qing Zuo’s life hangs on the palm of Cixi, and the body of King Chu owes his servants a whip.
Why should Wei Huo be born in this life so that the Chinese dream can come true again?
Two
The meaning of Xiangjiang Chuan is lingering, and it is sad to mention the past enmity.
There are no old tears left under the thistles, and there is an ancient platform in Youzhou.
The desolation, blood and hatred are all over, and the flowers of friendly relations are blooming.
Once the battle clouds are born on the sea, I will be Fengpei from now on.
Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Jiawu
No one can express this regret! Looking to the east, the wind and waves are still there, and there are endless connections. In the past hundred and two years, the clouds and water have been cold, and there has been a blood feud, who will be the one to blame? How many of them are so angry? On this day, the general can sing like an actor, smeared into the wind and moon. Play more, harp and harp.
Can today be different from the past? I feel sad every year, my shy face faces east, and the water meets the clouds. The enemy's military camp is full of drifting wood, but I sing and sing to the tune of my bones. Don't do it anymore, Xin Chen Chou will never die. I was shocked when I expected that fish and dragons would pass by, and there would be piles of iron on the bottom of the sea. The boat should be broken by the waves!
Congratulations to the bridegroom·Yong Jiaxuanyun and Donghaike
Let’s talk about the past from the beginning. I think back then, the great powers were entangled and entangled endlessly. How shameful is it to come to Jiawu? How many deep grievances are hard to resolve! The hatred in my heart remains hidden. I often shed tears as the annals of history turn over, and the sky becomes a sad moon. How can I bear to listen to the piano and harp!
What is the difference between the present and the past? Sighing now, Jin Ou is still the same, and it is difficult to reunite after being separated for a long time. There are also whale sharks riding huge waves, stirring up the sea breeze. The romance makes Lu Lian extremely sad. I would rather swim in the East and die, with a waist and three feet of iron. Shoot with a strong bow, split the fusang!
East China Sea Guest:
Congratulations to the bridegroom on the 110th anniversary of the fall of Taiwan in the Treaty of Shimonoseki. Give this to a friend. Still using the original rhyme of Xin Qiji's "Speaking of wine in a long pavilion"
Said in front of a generous bottle. Look at the wind and clouds, the changes in the five continents, and the hegemonic entanglements. Friends are ashamed to talk about the Sino-Japanese War of 1898-1894, and are ashamed that it has not yet happened in this life. But his temples are covered with white hair. I used to be passionate about serving my country, but I often mourned and screamed at the moon beside the village. When you read history, you hate to listen to it.
The ancestors were sad to say goodbye in the past. Who knows, what is the meaning of descendants? It’s hard to get along for a hundred years. The Prime Minister's poems shocked everyone and showed his upright Chinese character. Looking at the strait, spring is as sad as ever. The most regretful thing is that Peng Chong's dream in Yuyang was to claim the throne and borrow iron from the Xiongnu; when the storm arose, his reputation was shattered.
Wu Yan:
Congratulations to the Bridegroom, writing the 110th anniversary of the Treaty of Shimonoseki with Xin Qiji rhyme, Donghai and Zhuoying
Who can tell me? Just like Cangming and Yuhuai, there is a slope of vines and kudzu. I have already reported that I am rich and can bear to see the frost and snow in the cold house. Officials, Jia and Dongchuang, frequently happened. How can the sky be as clear as water for a long time, and the clouds break through the layers of clouds thousands of miles away and a bright moon emerges? The sky is silent and sad.
Knowing soldiers always makes the heart indistinguishable. Although beacon smoke, swords and spears are sharp, it is difficult to combine with scattered sand. But there are those who worship money as much as their destiny, and they will have soft faces and charming bones. Look at the fog, when will it disappear? The water hits three thousand rivers, and the boat rides on the iron heart of the people. Listening to the drums and horns can shake the mountains apart.
Yang Yiming:
Reflections on the Sino-Japanese War
A battle a hundred and twenty years ago, revisiting and thinking about it.
Too many powerful people like Wang Jingwei and how many generals like Deng Shichang?
Those who bully the weak will always be violent, and those who resist the evil will not seek to strengthen themselves.
The only way to impress a wolf is to stop being a sheep from now on!
No name for it:
Jiawu East China Sea Sustenance (ten poems)
At that time, Wei Jiawu was filled with anger, and the sin was light and there was no warning.
Although the Chu sword can fight to kill a crocodile, the Japanese sword can also dare to try to slay a dragon.
If you stand on one gorge, you will lose because of cowardice, and if you are bound to three sides, you will lose because of mediocrity.
I bare my arms and throw the whip to urge me to step on the white, Canglang washes away the smoke and beacon for me.
We, Wu Wei, have expanded our territory and our country has undergone many vicissitudes.
The disaster of the Red Sheep is still gone, but the White Tiger military aircraft is definitely not around yet.
It’s so miserable when the city is broken down and the water is so muddy.
Tianjiao has three inches of strength left, and dares to draw his bow and shoot at the sun.
The turmoil of being in trouble proves the bad neighbors, and the reason for the anti-Japanese police.
The foundation of the island is like a jade, which originally belonged to Zhao, but the Japanese species are barbarians and not Qin.
A company of ants plotted to breach the dam, and robbed the sheep and hid in the temple to pass on the salary.
When the strong wind sings and the clouds fly, Beifu can still protect the key points.
Not to be outdone, the pawn unexpectedly succeeded.
The fox tries to knock on the gate and pretends to be a tiger, but the eagle plans to attack the country to support the cicada.
Grind a needle to fix the copper of the sea to become a pillar, drive stones back to the mountains and rivers to make a whip.
Give me back my missing pot of saliva and blood, and howl and sing eastward into the peace boat.
Xiaoxiao openly provoked many people and caused trouble in Yinghai.
At first glance, the dragon sloughs off and calls for a crab, and after a brief sniff of the turtle paste, it turns into a turtle.
Although he is far away, he will be punished if he offends me. How can I tolerate him as a barbarian?
Working to remove ringworm and scabies makes the east corner clean, and songs about attacking soil are frequently heard in foreign lands.
Fusang has not declined under the sun, but the undercurrent is surging.
The anger in a corner is still suppressed, and the deep hatred of thousands of hectares is dipped and wavered.
The cross-armed smiling mantis exerts great force, stroking his beard to deceive the tiger and show his power.
The sound of the shakuhachi roared loudly and the neon clouds split, and they returned domineeringly.
The tide of crossbow shooting has not subsided, and the smoke is approaching the sound of iron rods.
Donating is suspected of raising carbuncle and becomes a disease. It is shameful to taste the crystallization of courage.
The canine teeth of forgiveness still bite back, and the sins are running rampant.
The cherry blossoms are beautiful when they fade, and they only need the east wind to clarify them.
The island looks like a dead fish waiting to be slaughtered, raising eyebrows and beating drums to get on the boat.
Although loose sand can fill up the sea, rocks are so soft that they cannot fill up the sky.
Pretending to scold the Japanese shadows barking at the partition wall, I endured listening to the snoring ghosts on the neighboring couch.
When you rush to the crown and get angry, you gather together, please bend your sword heart across the threshold.
Jieshi seals the border to wipe away the traces of battle, and patrols the east with a halberd pointing at the old camp gate.
The sand fills the quarrel and the teeth are in danger, and the fire burns at the brow and the vision is blurred.
The mountain is still green, and the sea is fishy and the sky is green.
On the side of the sunken boat, there is a dragon sword, and an angry chicken dances in the window at dawn.
The broken halberd sinks into the sand and is no longer strong, rubbing the flesh of the thigh and sighing at the cup and bow.
It rains in the Six Dynasties at the entrance of Wuyi Alley, and the style of the Three Kingdoms is at the beach of Chibi.
Now that the whale has returned to the north of the island, why did it look at Fu Bodong.
The eight thousand disciples are now safe and sound, filling the gaps in my golden pot.
Jiang Shihong:
The 100th and 20th Anniversary of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1899
How can hatred be so small in 120 years? The vicissitudes of life are still surrounded.
After the horse pass, we fight for equality, and the dragon's head is raised to learn right from wrong.
Minting often talks about the cunning Japanese pirates, and Pianyi often sees seagulls flying.
Today the Diaoyu Islands are still scattered, and it is unclear when they will return.
The river is full of red·Jiawu Qiwu
One hundred and twenty spring and autumn passed by in a hurry, with wind and rain mixed together. Looking eastward, a group of Japanese pirates were shouting fiercely. The smoke of the naval battle rises due to the sun, and Fusang's arrogance is overwhelmed by the waves. At that time of pain, the buildings were falling apart, and I was left with a rustling voice.
Think of the nation and be trampled upon. The land should be answered. In exchange for tenderness, the two are harmonious? Dreams and covetous sleep are not enough to wake up, and misfortune comes frequently at night. I asked Bingrong, if it happened again one day, would he still tolerate it?
Shuilongyin·My thoughts on the 120th anniversary of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1899
Looking eastward, the sea and sky are vast, and the raging waves are thousands of meters high and the storm is blowing. Fusang's violent temper and the weak state of the Qing court led to bad omens. The Japanese pirates are crazy, Beiyang is addicted, and the winner or loser is determined. I hate the corruption at that time, the lack of officials and the state, the tears of the people, and the lack of justice.
I have forgotten my smile for a hundred and twenty years. Ask your children and grandchildren, how many times have you paid your respects? Ordinary things, thousands of dragon species, return to the temple. The vast China, the long years, and my old age.
Wake up from the dream of Spring and Autumn, the country will be listed, and the world will be established!