First, "Seven Laws and Long March"

The Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qian Shan is only idle.

The five ridges are winding with fine waves, and Wumeng is walking with mud balls.

Jinsha River is warm against the clouds and cliffs, while Dadu Bridge is cold against the cross bars.

I like the snow thousands of miles away in Minshan Mountain, and the three armies are all blooming after that.

Second, the Seven Laws

The storm in Zhongshan has turned yellow, and millions of heroes have crossed the river.

The tiger's dragon plate is better than the past, and it is turned upside down and generous.

it's better to chase after the poor bandits with the remaining brave, instead of selling the fame and learning the overlord.

if the sky is sentimental, it will be old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes.

Third, "Spring and Snow in the Qinyuan"

The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is floating in Wan Li. Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, it is only awkward; When the river goes up and down, it loses momentum. Mountains like silver serpents dancing, Highlands like waxy elephants advancing, All try to match the sky in height. It must be sunny, and the red makeup is wrapped, which is particularly enchanting.

There are so many beauties in the country that countless heroes compete and bend their backs. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lose literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. The hero of the throne, Genghis Khan, only know that the bow shot. These characters are all gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, and look at today's people.

Fourth, "Qinyuanchun Changsha"

Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River goes north, orange island. Look at the mountains all over the place, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom. Lonely, ask the vast earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?

I brought a hundred couples to travel, recalling the past eventful years. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu. Pointing the way, inspiring words, dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Ever remember, hitting the water in the middle stream, the waves stopped the flying boat!

V. "Picking Mulberry Seeds and Chongyang"

Life is easy to get old, but it's hard to get old. Today, it is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.

the annual autumn wind is strong, unlike spring. It's better than spring, and it's like Wan Li frost on a vast river.

VI. Recalling Qin E Loushanguan

The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. In the frosty morning, the horseshoe is broken and the horn is swallowed.

Xiongguan Road is like iron, but now it's a step from the beginning. From the beginning, Cangshan is like the sea and the setting sun is like blood.

VII. Qingpingle Liupanshan

The sky is high and the clouds are pale, and the geese flying in the south can be seen. He who doesn't reach the Great Wall is not a hero, but he has a stroke of 2,.

on the peak of Liupan Mountain, the red flag is rolling in the west wind. Long tassel in hand today, when to tie black dragon.

Eight, "Langtaosha Beidaihe"

The heavy rain falls on the secluded swallow, and the white waves are sky-high, and fishing boats are outside Qinhuangdao. I can't see a piece of Wang Yang, so I don't know where to go.

The past is more than a thousand years. Wei Wu waved his whip, and Jieshi left a legacy in the east. The bleak autumn wind is again today, changing the world.

Nine, "Yongmei"

Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring. Though icicles from beetling cliffs still hang miles long. One flower sweet and fair is there among.

Qiao does not strive for spring, but only reports spring. When the flowers were blooming, she laughed in the bushes.

X.

Ling Yunzhi has been in Jinggangshan for a long time. Thousands of miles to find the old place, the old look has changed. Everywhere, there are singing and dancing, and there are more gurgling water, and the high road enters the clouds. After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to look at the danger.

the wind and thunder are moving, the flags are stirring, and people are dying. Thirty-eight years later, with a flick of a finger. You can spend nine days on the moon, you can catch turtles in five oceans, and you can laugh and sing. Nothing is difficult to the man who will try.