Ancient poems expressing feelings of worrying about the country and the people;
First, the longing for spring.
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.
Second, Nagata
Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May.
Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.
I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle.
Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.
Third, Bo Qinhuai
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
Fourth, the plug
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.
Five, zero dingyang
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.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Six or four poems of resentment
Push the dumb car with your hands and plow day and night.
If you don't get a share of the valley, you will get the name of the old farmer.