Tang Du Fu

though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. Sad state, can not help but tears burst into tears, the birds stunning, the grief of parting hate. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. Melancholy winding, scratching head thinking, the more scratched the white hair, it is almost impossible to insert a hairpin.

Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (Part 5)

Qing Gong Zizhen

Far away from sorrow, the day is slanting, and the whip is pointing to the east, that is, the horizon. I resign and go home, like falling flowers from the branches, but it is not a ruthless thing, into the spring soil, can also play the role of nurturing the next generation.

Song Yuefei

was angry and rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing and resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming at the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white-headed, and sad. Jingkang shame, still not snow. When will courtiers hate it? Drive a long car and break through the lack of Helan Mountain. Hungry to eat pork, laughing and thirsty to drink Xiongnu

Song Luyou

When he died, he knew everything was empty, but he was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great song jun team regained the central plains of the day when the arrival of the day, you hold a the home fete ceremony, don't forget to tell me the good news!

Tang Wang Changling

During the Qin Dynasty, the moon was closed in the Han Dynasty, but the people of the Long March were not returned.

But make the Dragon City fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.

Song Wen Tianxiang

After a hard time, there are few stars around him.

the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs.

fear is said on the beach, and there is a sigh in the ocean.

who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and shine on the history.

jiangchengzi mizhou hunting

song su Shi

the old lady talked about juvenile madness, holding yellow on the left, holding blue on the right, wearing a golden hat, mink and fur, and riding a thousand horses to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the city for following my generous offer of hunting, I will shoot the tiger in person like sun quan. The wine is drunk and the chest is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like the emperor Wen of the Han dynasty sent feng Tang to the cloud to pardon weishang? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, as full as the full moon, toward the northwest, shooting to the west Xia jun team.

Bo Qinhuai

Tang Du Mu

The smoke cage is cold and the moon is full of sand, and the night is near Qinhuai restaurant.

business women don't know how to hate national subjugation, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

The Story of Yueyang Tower

Song Fan Zhongyan

In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing was appointed to guard Baling County.

The next year, the government will be harmonious, and all wastes will flourish. It is to rebuild Yueyang Tower, add its old system, and engrave Tang Xian's poems on it, which belongs to the composition to remember.

Yu Guanfu Baling wins, in Dongting Lake. ... class =' class1' > November 4th Storm

Song Luyou

Sleeping in a lonely village doesn't feel sorry for himself, but still thinks about defending the country.

Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse Glacier falls asleep.

Nanxiangzi Dengjingkou Beigu Pavilion is pregnant

Song Xin Qiji

Where to look at China? Eyes full of scenery, Beigu Building. How many things have risen and fallen through the ages? Youyou The Yangtze River is endless. I was so young that I didn't stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the hero of the world? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.

Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si

Song Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai was different, but Hengyang geese didn't pay attention. All around, the sound of horns rises, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke and sunset are closed. A glass of turbid wine is home to Wan Li, but Yan Ran has not returned home. The Qiang tube is covered with frost, and people are sleepless. The general has white hair and tears.

The Ode to Lime

Ming Yu Qian

Thousands of hammers have been hewn out of the mountains, and the fire is burning like a fool.

I'm not afraid of broken bones and muddy bodies. I want to leave my innocence in the world.