I pity Jun Zhongxiaowu the most. He is a Taoist man who is determined to die. Try your hand and mend the cracks in the sky. ——Xin Qiji's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom"

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. ——Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

It's not a big deal if I'm drunk, my chest is still open, and my temples are slightly frosted. When will Feng Tang be dispatched in the cloud of integrity? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Hunting in Mizhou"

Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles. When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and hides his body and name. ——Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing"

Xuan's father is still afraid of future generations, but his husband must not be young. ——Li Bai's "Shang Li Yong"

Jingkang's shame is still not over. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed! Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ——Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" Black clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it, and the armor's light is shining towards the golden scales of the sun. ——Li He's "Yanmen Prefect's Journey"

I have an ecstasy, but I can't do it. When the rooster sings, the whole world becomes white. ——Li He's "To the Wine Shop"

Why don't men bring Wu hooks and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, as if you are a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households. ——Li He's "Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan" No. 5

Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng Zhengzhi. When the wind stops, the boat blows away the three mountains! ——Li Qingzhao, "The Proud Fisherman"

Be a hero in life, and be a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. ——Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains"

The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan vows not to return it until it breaks. ——Wang Changling's "Seven Poems on the Military March" No. 4

When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. ——Huang Chao's "Fu Di Hou Fu Ju"

The journey of the sun and the moon, if it comes out of it. The stars are as brilliant as if they came out of it. ——Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea"

The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the powerful warriors are returning home, and the warriors are guarding the four directions! ——Liu Bang's "Song of the Great Wind"

The rolling water of the Yangtze River passes eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure turn around in vain. The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.

——Yang Shen's "Linjiang Fairy·The Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passing East"