Passionate poetry

China's poems are numerous, leaving countless masterpieces, which are the treasures of China culture. Poetry and songs have always been exclusive to literati, and the content is either a sigh of love affair or a sigh of life experience. But some poems, even those written by powerless literati, are full of lofty sentiments and have a boiling passion. There are also some poems, the author himself is a warrior on the battlefield. In addition to pride and domineering, there are more bloody and arrogant poems.

My favorite is Man Jianghong. She wrote about her breasts-Yue Fei in the Song Dynasty.

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.

Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.

Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.