Drink the same river
Although you are as big as the universe and as strong as the Great Wall.
But I, a healthy body,
The power of wisdom
In your arms, live a quiet life.
Under the same ancient culture
Load the wheel of history and sail to the vast east.
Under your nourishment
Understand the philosophy of life of elegance, benevolence and righteousness
You and I live on the balcony together.
Heart leads your territory, and you don't want to be trampled and humiliated again.
For your strength and wealth.
Would rather go through fire and water
Me and my country
Unswervingly loyal and persistent
Standing on the top of the mountain overlooking every inch of mountains and rivers, competing with the sky.
Sail to the sea and bathe with the waves.
Set out against the stream and immerse the beauty of civilization in your heart.
I can't live without my motherland.
The support of life, the gift of life
The shaping of personality, the footprint of struggle all the time.
Also, the oriental dragon in the heart of the world.
Because I
There is a great motherland.
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. 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, white and sad! Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. A strong man longed for pork, but he talked about his thirst for Hun blood. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky. Bian Xiao has carefully arranged my poems and those of my motherland for everyone, hoping to help you.
Poetry of my country and me.
Manjiang Xie Honghuai
Song Yuefei
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. 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, white and sad! Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. A strong man longed for pork, but he talked about his thirst for Hun blood. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
The word Yue Fei inspired the patriotic enthusiasm of the Chinese nation. Yue Fei left few works, but almost everyone can recite this word because its heroism is inspiring. Yue Fei is full of heroism. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people admire him. It's just the final ending of Yue Fei, which makes people sad and angry.
What spring looks like.
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. 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.
The same is true of the great poet Du Fu's love for the country. When writing this poem, the war has been going on for half a year. Chang 'an fell and the country fell. Du Fu couldn't help crying when he saw the scene of Spring City. The contrast between the past and the present is really sad. In this context, it is even more difficult to communicate with family members. A letter from home is worth a thousand taels of gold.
Crossing the ocean of zero
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
This poem is very passionate, especially the last sentence, "Who has not died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and shine. " Sweep away the pain and sadness in front of you. This behavior of sacrificing one's life for righteousness has made people of later generations admire it. This is Wen Tianxiang's last solemn and stirring cry. I wonder if you can recite this poem?
Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting
Song sushi
I said juvenile madness, which led to yellow on the left and pale on the right. Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan. I drank wine, my mind was broadened, my courage was more heroic, and my sideburns were slightly white. Why not? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.
Su Shi has always been determined to serve the country, but his career is not satisfactory, which is also his great regret. However, we can see Su Shi's ambition from this word. Even if he can't reuse it, this determination has not changed. This word is a bold and unconstrained representative, and it is also a declaration that Su Shi wants to be reused.
Poetry of my country and me.
Show it to your son.
Song luyou