On 1925
Independent cold autumn,
Xiangjiang river goes north,
Orange island.
Look at the mountains everywhere,
The layers of forest are completely dyed;
The river is full of water,
There were hundreds of battles.
The eagle hits the sky,
The fish is shallow,
Everything is free in the frost.
Loneliness,
Ask the boundless earth,
Who dominates the ups and downs?
Took a hundred couples on a trip.
Recalling the past, the years are thick.
Just classmates and teenagers,
In full bloom;
Scholar spirit,
Scold Fang Qiu.
Point out that this country,
Enlightening words,
Shit is Wan Huhou.
Do you ever remember,
Into the middle of the river,
The waves stopped the flying boat?
The Seven Laws "Answer Friends"
In 196 1 year
Mount Jiuyi extends all the way to Bai Yunfei.
Di Zi breezes on your face.
A thousand tears flowed from the bamboo,
Xia Hong is full of flowers and heavy clothes.
In Dongting, the waves are monstrous and snowy,
Long Island people's poems are moving.
I want to dream about it,
The lotus country is full of sunshine.