What are some poems about history?

"Ode to History"

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

North Hunan Dai River is full of water,

a flag is lowered and a hundred-foot pole is lowered.

Three hundred years of dreaming together,

Where is the dragon plate in Zhongshan?

"Passing Chen Lin's Tomb"

Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun

I once saw a legacy in the Qing Dynasty, and today I passed by this tomb.

The poet has a spirit and should know me. I will take pity on you when I have a master but no master.

The stone lin hides the spring grass, and the bronze sparrow faces the dusk clouds desolately.

Don’t blame me for feeling melancholy in the face of the wind and wanting to learn calligraphy and swordsmanship and join the army.

"Ti Wujiang Pavilion"

Du Mu, Tang Dynasty

The victorious and defeated soldiers have unexpected family affairs, and they are shameless and shameless.

The children of Jiangdong are so talented that their comeback is unknown.

For example, Du Fu's "Ode to Ancient Relics" (the fifth of the five poems):

Zhuge's fame is immortalized in the universe, and the portraits of his ancestors and ministers are highly respected.

Three divisions make plans, and a feather in the sky will last forever.

When brothers and sisters meet Yi Lv, the commander is determined to lose Xiao Cao.

It is difficult to move Han Zuo back, and he is determined to annihilate the military service.

"The Sound of Selling Flowers·Nostalgia for the Past"

Yuan Dynasty, Zhang Kejiu

The beauty committed suicide on the bank of Wujiang River, the war burned Chibi Mountain, and the general was empty at Yumen Pass.

The scholars of the Qin and Han Dynasties were saddened by the devastation of the people and let out a long sigh.

"Chibi Nostalgia"

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages. ?

On the west side of the old fortress, the humane way is Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. ?

Rocks pierced through the air, stormy waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. ?

The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.

I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. ?

Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes. ?

My motherland wanders in my mind, my affection should laugh at me, and I will be born early. ?

Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.