Poetry about national spirit

First, the "Queti" Yellow River originated from Zhejiang Tide, defending the Han nationality in China. Don't leave a piece of armor on your beard, Xuanyuan God is arrogant! Second, Qin "went out of the Great Wall", Han received the moon, and the Long March people did not return. But let Longcheng fly and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain! Third, Hope for Spring, although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and all the plants are in spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. Fourth, "Crossing the Zero Ocean" suffered a lot, and many stars held the moon. The mountains and rivers are broken, e 69 da 5 e 6 ba 90 e 79 be 5 ba 631331313964. The wind is floating and life experiences ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, life has never died. Take the heart of Dan and shine on history! 5. "Chen Jia resigned from his hometown in August." What does the country want to ruin? There is my teacher at the head of Xizi Lake. The sun and the moon hang in the family tomb, and half of Gankun is the Yuejia Temple. Shame will be divided into three seats with his bare hands, dare to lend one to Dan Xin. If you go to Zhedong Road in the future, the rough waves must belong to barbarians. Six, "Guan Shanyue" and Zhao Rong played for fifteen years, the general didn't play empty. Zhu dances heavily, but the horse is fat and the bow is broken. Garrison Diao Dou urged the moon to set and joined the army at the age of 30. Who knows that a strong man's heart is in the flute, and the sand head is empty. When the Central Plains heard of the war, there were descendants who opposed Hu Chuan! The adherents endured death and looked forward to recovery, and shed tears tonight. Seven, "Man Jiang Hong" is angry and rushing to the crown, leaning against the bar and raining. 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, it's white and sad. Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky. Eight, "Yongyu Le Jing Kou Gu Bei Ting Nostalgia" spread through the ages, the hero is not here, but in Sun Zhongmou. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Think that year, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing Wan Li like a tiger. However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat? 9. The "Jin Cuodao Tour" is made of yellow Jin Cuodao and white jade, which shines through the window at night. Husband did not achieve fifty merits, and took care of the eight famine independently with a knife. Jinghua makes friends with all strangers and falls in love with life and death. Thousands of years of history, shame and anonymity, all of my heart reported to the son of heaven. When you come to Tianhanbin to join the army, the light snow in Nanshan is rugged. Oh! Although the three Chu clans can destroy the Qin Dynasty, are there any China? Ten, "Hu nobody" Yan Feng blowing frost seaweed wither, muscle withered fine. Han Jiabing, 300,000, is the general and leader of Huo Piao Yao. The meteor is inserted in the white waist, and the sword flower and autumn lotus are light out of the box. When the snow went down, the soldiers shone brilliantly, and the arrows of Yutong and Lu shot shining armor like yellow sand. Both the dragon and the tiger return, and too white to enter the moon can destroy the enemy. The enemy can be destroyed, and the head can be destroyed. Hanging in the sky, with beard and purple plug buried. Hu nobody, Han Daochang! Eleven, "Water Tune, Send to Lu" has not seen Nanshi for a long time, and said that the North League is empty. On the spot, I stretched out my hand to turn the tide, and finally I was rewarded with a hero. Laughing at Ambassador China, like a river, still only flows eastward. I'll meet you in the street after worship at the vault. The capital of Yao, the land of Shun, and the seal of Yu should be in the middle, and one and a half ministers should be honored. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are filled with the spirit of nomads in the Jin Dynasty, the heroic spirit of patriots in previous dynasties, and the great resistance to Dae Eui Kim. When will it be unimpeded? Hu Yun why ask, when from the middle. Twelve, "Cao Jinxing" in the Central Plains is ancient and strong, and the festival is like arrow bamboo flowers like rice. The white dew scatters leaves and beads, but the frost and wind in October can't blow down. Qingqing won't build a grave if you can't get to the Wangsun Gate. The roots of the trees are hundreds of feet deep into the ground, and the glory secretly holds the soul of the loyal minister. I asked the loyal minister why he died. Yuan is a Han family who does not surrender. The bones are buried deep in the blood, and the green light is red and the wind is blowing. The rain in the south of the mountain is dark and butterflies fly, while the rain in the north of the mountain is cold and Kirin is sad. Who is the heart shaking for? The roadside can let people who are worried know. Last night, the east wind blew the Jie drum, and the skull shook its head and danced. Regardless of Cuntian, the bronze camel of Jinma was in tears. Thirteen, "National Funeral" fuck Wu Gexi was picked up by the rhinoceros, and the car was wrong. Enemy, the flag is like a dark cloud and the arrow is on the string. He violated my position and trampled on my team. My left relative died and my right relative was stabbed. Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets. The sky darkened, the gods' angry majesty, cruel killing, and the body abandoned Ye Yuan. No return, no return, the plain is hazy and the road is very remote. Wearing a long sword, holding a strong crossbow, leaving your head, Zhuang Xin will not change. Brave and fearless, you are the most. You will stick to your post until you die. The body is dead, God is spiritual, and the soul is a ghost!