The poems of the Ming Dynasty are as follows:
1. The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. ——Yang Shen's "Linjiang Immortal"
2. It is not my intention to be granted the title of Marquis, but I hope the sea will be peaceful. ——Qi Jiguang's "The Deepness of the Tao"
3. Mid-Autumn Moon. The moon is brighter during the Mid-Autumn Festival. ——Xu Youzhen's "Mid-Autumn Moon·Mid-Autumn Moon"
4. Clear the virtual world and let the wind knock the rain sieve; cover the firewood door and thank the plum and bamboo for accompanying me in the cold study. ——Shen Zijin's "Jade Hibiscus: A Little Odyssey through the Rain Window"
5. Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I think of you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit. ——Tang Yin's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"
6. Cross the water again and again, and look at the flowers again. On the spring breeze river, I arrived at Jun's house without realizing it. ——Gao Qi's "Looking for Hu Yinjun"
7. It's hard to tell people what's on your mind or tell it to the clear sky and bright moon. ——Tang Yin's "Beauty Facing the Moon"
8. The mountain monk came over the ridge to watch the tea master, while the village girl cooked the wine to make it smell delicious. ——Zhu Yunming's "Walking in the Mountains in the First Summer"
9. Despite the frost, the beauty remains unchanged, as warm as jade. ——Lu Rong's "The River is Red, Ode to Bamboo"
10. The river is three thousand miles away, and the family letter contains fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible. ——Yuan Kai's "Letter from the Capital"
11. The fishing fires on the Jili Autumn River are sparse, and I can see the waning moon reflected in the forest. ——Tang Xianzu's "Jiangsu"
12. Thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but only flowers are found on the southern branches. Where the fragrance smells flowing, the shadows fall on wild people's homes. ——Daoyuan's "Early Plum Blossoms"
13. Don't be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you must keep your innocence in the world. ——Yu Qian's "Song of Lime"
14. The moon is late in the courtyard with the lights turned off, and the wind is blowing on the rope swing. ——Yang Shen's "Partridge Sky·Drinking Alone After the Lantern Festival"
15. Fragrant grass is everywhere on the balcony, and the flowers fall every year due to wind and rain.
——Zeng Qi's "Weiyang Nostalgia"