Don't forget the national humiliation and revitalize China's poetry (1)
Man Jiang Hong
Yue Fei
Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
Don't forget the national humiliation and revitalize China's poetry (2)
Crossing Dushan, Guizhou
It's not border defense or customs clearance, and the mountain peak is unique and leisurely.
The Japanese invaders burned bonfires, broke their crazy hooves and hated this mountain.
Don't forget the national humiliation, revitalize China's poetry (3)
Don't forget the national humiliation of September 18th.
Don't forget that autumn is crisp, and Kanto fell to Shenyang.
Smoke wreaks havoc on rivers and tears, and magic destroys vegetation and worries.
In the arms of the territory, national hatred is remembered, and in the hearts of the people, domestic hatred is written.
You know, there are wolves. Don't take away the swords and halberds.
Forgot to adopt.