Help me find it, poetry, there is a poetry reading on Tuesday, there is no love, only ideals and ambitions! It's urgent, where to stay!

Man Jiang Hong

Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing.

Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Thirty reputations, dust and dirt,

Eight thousand miles, clouds and the moon.

Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.

Jingkang shame, still not snow;

When do courtiers hate their guts!

Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain.

Eager for pork,

Talking about the thirst for Hun blood.

Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.

Song Zhengqi

Heaven and earth are upright, in many ways. Below is the Yuehe River, and above is the sun star. People call it awe, which is overwhelming.

The road to the emperor should be clear, including the Ming court. When you are poor, you can look at them, one by one: in Qi Taishi Jane, in the Tiger Wall in East Shanxi.

In the Qin Dynasty, in the Han Su Wu Festival; For the head of Yan, for the blood of Ji, for Zhang Suiyang's teeth, for Yan Changshan's tongue;

Or for Liaodong's hat, Qing. Li Bingxue; Or for a model, a crying hero. Still have to cross the river and swallow hujie generously,

Still want to hit a thief, the vertical head is broken. Always dignified and solemn. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death live in peace!

The earth depends on it, and the Tianzhu depends on it. Three cardinal principles are life and morality is the root. After discussion, Li Yu Yang Jiu, the official transfer is also invalid.

Chu prisoners carry crowns, and carts send them to the poor north. A tripod is as sweet as stuffing, and one thing is hard to find. The darkroom is a ghost fire, and the spring courtyard is dark.

Cattle and horses share a bar of soap, and chickens live in phoenix. Once it is foggy, it is divided into ditches and barren areas. If it is so hot and cold, it is easy to change.

Well, I'm out of town and happy for my country. Is there anything ridiculous? Yin He can't be a thief! I care about this. Look up at the clouds.

I'm worried, it's very high! The days of philosophers are far away, and the punishment is over. Reading on the eaves of the wind, painting on the ancient road.

Lime lingering money

Thousands of mountains are tempered,

When the fire started, it was idle.

I'm not afraid of fractures,

Leave your innocence in the world.