As the saying goes, "Different people have different opinions, and the wise have different opinions", I think the boldest ancient poem should be:
Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia?
Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. ?
To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. ?
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. ?
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. ?
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. ?
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. ?
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. ?
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.