What are the top ten most classic poems?

If I open a peach blossom for Di Qing in the future.

Things are as unpredictable as chess.

Thinking about breaking the world of mortals all my life, the sword hides Xuan Lu's hidden traces

Wan Zhan claimed not to mention it, and the blade was born with a pair of eyes.

I don't know when the rivers and lakes have fallen.

Sword crazy knife crazy. Today, I will take off my shoulders.

No one in Qianshan knew that he had been led by the nose in name only.

The east wind awakens the heroic dream and laughs at the mountains.

It's hard to decide that there will be thousands of demons swaying in the white sun.

Heaven will write a book and order the philosophers to help Taoism with piety.

The Buddha's lantern lit up Huaguang, showing the opportunity to save last year.

The husband must not leave the room in tears.

Jian hates shortness of breath and heroism all his life.

The stinging dragon has woken up and awakened Qianshan.

Second, the name of the grass is ruined, and the rivers are ruined forever!

The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.

The road is hard to walk, and the weather is hard to walk!

I walked alone in Wanling, Qian Shan, with thousands of troops. I'm not surprised by thousands of movements and styles. I am surprised to practice thousands of valuable things.

Didn't you see that the water of the Yangtze River came from the sky and flowed to the sea, never to return?

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

I was born first, but I live with heaven.

My feet are turning over the waves, and I am worried about the past and the present.

I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down.

He chased a wild horse, he caught him and rode him when he was a young man of fifteen or twenty years old.

In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.

Oh, let a brave man take risks where he wants to go, and don't point his golden cup at the moon empty! !

Since God has given talents, let them be used! Spin a thousand silver coins and come back! !

Have a baby like Sun Zhongmou!

The four seas churn clouds and waterways, and the five continents shake the wind and thunder.

Why are they buried in every corner of the castle peak when they die?

I brushed off my clothes and hid my fame.

Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .

Endure watching peers become new ghosts, looking for poetry under the sword.

Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.

When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers and come to sleep after drinking.

Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.

I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.

Horse dust is expensive, but hops are poor.

If wealth is compared to chariots and horses, his wealth is my leisure.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.

Who dares to cross the knife at once, only me, General Peng!

Evil! I want to know you, live a long life? Decline, no mountains, no rivers, thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer, harmony between heaven and earth, dare to be with you?

Singing to wine, the geometry of life

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.

Three feet green front with the world, riding a white horse to drive Wujiang.

The wind is blowing, Yunfei Weaver Girl goes home, and Andrew keeps watch!

The king of Qin rode a tiger to swim the eight poles, and the sword was shining through the sky.

Xi he knocked on the sun glass, robbed the ashes and flew all over the world.

Burn one's bridges, 120 Qin Guan will eventually be the death of Chu, and 3,000 Yue families can swallow Wu.

Drunk on the battlefield, not laughing. How many people have been fighting since ancient times?

When the sun rises, everything in the world is as fine as wool. Ye Fu was angry, saw the injustice, and wore the eternal knife on his chest.

Ping shi ten thousand heads of blood, also want to save Li Kun.

A hundred rivers are full of tolerance. The wall stands a thousand miles, and it is just without desire.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Indulge in painting, you know that the age of youth is coming. In fact, wealth and status are floating away like clouds to me.

But if you think singing has ghosts and gods, you know that you will starve to death and make up for it.

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats!

Decadent music "Flowers in the Back Garden of Yushu" came together with Chen's fate; The lookout party in Jingyang Palace was filled with empty space.

I have no place on earth, so I came to be the Lord of Hengshan Mountain.

A thousand blows are still strong, and the wind is southeast and northwest.

Many things, ancient and modern, are paid in a joke.

Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

Raise the teacher to West Lake Million, and immediately reach the first peak in Wu Shan.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and the broken loulan will not be returned!

There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down for what I want.

Five flowers and horses, thousands of gold and autumn. Give them to the boy and exchange them for wine, and we can drown the sorrows of generations! !

Zi Gui still cries blood in the middle of the night, so he doesn't believe that the east wind can't call him back.

Since ancient times, there has been nothing but passion, and this endless sadness has continued.

Holding a long tassel today, when will it be a black dragon?

So he went to the underworld to recruit Kibaki and cut Yamaraja with a standard of 100,000.

After the robbery, the brothers are here, and they meet and laugh.