Original text:
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
In retrospect, I went through many hardships in my early years in the imperial examination, and now it has been four years since the armistice of the war. The national crisis is like catkins in the gale, and my life is ups and downs like duckweeds drifting without roots in the rain.
I'm afraid of the fiasco on the beach, but I'm stuck in Yuan Lu in the ocean, and I've been alone ever since. Since ancient times, people have to die! If you can serve your country faithfully, you will still shine after your death and go down in history.
2. "Two Embankments in One" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
Original text:
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
It is also the bright moon border in Qin and Han Dynasties. So far, how many soldiers Wan Li went to war and never came back. If Wei Qing, the flying general of Dragon City, were still here today, he would not let the enemy's hands step on the shady mountain.
3. Qinyuanchun Changsha Modern: Mao Zedong
Original text:
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang North, Orange Island.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.
The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?
I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years.
Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. ?
Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat?
On a crisp autumn day in late autumn, I watched the clear water of Xiangjiang River slowly flow northward. I stood alone in orange island. You see that thousands of peaks have all turned red, and the layers of trees seem to be stained with color. The river is crystal clear, and the big ships are racing against the wind and waves. The eagle flies briskly in the vast sky, the fish swims briskly in the clear water, and everything competes for free life in the Qiu Guang.
Facing the boundless universe, I want to ask: Who will decide the rise and fall of this boundless earth? In retrospect, my classmates and I often come here hand in hand to play. Talking about state affairs together, countless extraordinary years still haunt me.
Students are in their youth and prime of life; Everyone is ambitious, unrestrained and strong. Commenting on state affairs, writing these turbulent and clear articles, treating the warlords and bureaucrats at that time as dirt. Do you remember when we were swimming in a place where the river was deep and fast, the waves almost blocked the speeding boat?
4. "Two Storms on November 4th" Song: Lu You
Original text:
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sorry for my situation, but thinking about defending the country. As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
5. The Wall of Prison Modern: Tan Sitong
Original text:
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
The hustle and bustle of life is so stressful that people come to stay when they see a person. I hope the dead Kang Youwei and Liang Qichao can be protected by people like James Zhang. I also hope that my comrades can stand by and accomplish the great cause of political reform and reform like Dugan. I drew my sword and laughed at the sky, because the deceased and the survivors were sincere and aboveboard, as majestic as Kunlun Mountain.