On the yellow land, heroes come forth in large numbers, and one enemy is not afraid.
If people are not afraid, resentment will lead to blood. Look at my China man's blood.
Men's blood is heroic, heroic, and their hearts are iron.
Holding a golden knife and wearing a white jade jue, he was hungry for the beauty on his head and the blood of Luo Cha.
Be immersed in love with children, can't give up, Han Haizhi, only today.
Men walk a thousand Li sword, and a thousand Li chop Hu Jie all the way.
War songs are flying in the Aegean Sea, singing songs to congratulate my Chinese nation.
Tokyo steel knife dance, the knife is stained with the blood of Japanese slaves.
Set up Ban Chao's ambition, keep Suwu Festival, sing Wu Mu Ci, and bid farewell to Xiao Shui.
The leaves rustle, the strong man's blood is boiling hot, and the cold wind is like a knife, cutting a sad song.
He galloped the Tianshan Mountains and swept the pages of the library with a long bow.
The iron boat went straight down to Sydney Bay, and a gunshot broke the night in the North Sea.
The westward journey has been lost, and the big man is like a sky.
Heroes of ping shi vowed to paint the world as China. At that time, * * * will drink Luoyang wine, and the bright moon will be drunk.
When a man is a man, he is violent. Things and benevolence, two don't stand.
When a man kills, he will kill without mercy.
Immortal career, all killing people.
Once upon a time, there were heroes who were loyal and loyal.
You kill people and your body is as light as a feather.
There are also male tyrants who kill people like horses.
Galloping the world, only boasting about swords and guns.
Looking for this kind today is in vain.
Have you noticed, Confucianism rose up, a strong man broke his wrist, and China praised benevolence and righteousness from now on.
Once barbarians invaded the Central Plains, the literati ran to the cowardly people and wept bitterly.
I want to learn ancient customs and revive my heroism.
Fame is like dirt, and those who despise righteousness laugh at it.
Wearing an iron sword, killing in a rage.
Stock trading, drinking and laughing at ghosts and gods.
It takes ten weeks to kill an enemy thousands of miles away.
Turn Zhu Tian naked, married.
Out of the west gate, I looked back at dusk.
God was tired and sleepy, and the horn of war suddenly sounded.
Simon, don't leave your mother, but your mother is not sad.
I have a history, and that person will never come back.
The killing between heaven and earth shocked the Yin court.
Three steps to kill one person, cardiac arrest.
Thousands of waves of blood, thousands of mountains of corpses.
A strong man goes out to war, tired of sleeping on enemy corpses.
I still kill people in my dreams, and my smile reflects Su Hui.
Daughter, don't ask, why is the man fierce?
In ancient times, benevolence only harmed people, and morality was never true.
Don't you see, liger's prey is very famous. Who has pity on this poor elk?
The world has never been divided into strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is futile.
Don't ask, men have their own ways.
When a man is a man, he is violent. Things and benevolence, two don't stand.
Men are killing each other, as bold as bears and as bold as wolves.
If you were born a man, you would kill him. Don't teach men to wrap women's hearts with their bodies.
A man never reveals his shirt, but he laughs at his dead opponent.
There are a hundred battlefields in the enemy's field, and I want weeds everywhere.
Men don't tremble, there is a song for you:
Killing one is a crime, and Tu Wan is a hero. Tu 9 million, that is, Xiong Zhongxiong.
Men have men, different way:
He who sees through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years makes this life proud.
A good name doesn't like a bad name, and killing millions goes unpunished.
Teach 10 thousand people to hate each other, it is better to curse my name without teaching.
Looking at the world for five thousand years, where can a hero not kill people?
Our generation is a bloody hero, but can we lose to the ancients today?
Author: Qiu Sheng, 1995- 1996, written by "Bloody Japan" of Shandong University. This article, also known as the "Revenge Declaration of the Great Chinese Nation", commemorates the 59th anniversary of the Nanjing Massacre. Although there are some extreme views in the article, we can see the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation for 5 thousand years! Admirable patriotism! Men want blood! Don't forget China's national humiliation!
2. The online poem "A Man's Walk":
Men series
Author: Yi Hengsheng
Fire steals civilization, and God is furious. Crack the chest and peck at the internal organs, rob the ashes and burn the darkness. Thanks to my hero, I will work together. Retrograde is a constant day, saving lives in an instant. He is also the son of a man, and his family has remembered him for a long time. I see that you are still shy and your youth has not faded. Still an old soldier, with a clear conscience. Isn't there a magistrate, sir? It's ahead. Bottom line: follow me, go forward bravely, and smoke is everywhere. With soldiers, soldiers often attack hard. If you don't obey orders, you will live in peace with me. On the night of August in Jingu, it thundered for a hundred miles. The ground was devastated like an earthquake, and the flames went straight to the bucket. Don't cry a thousand times, the fierce will run over the famous city. Are you not afraid of danger? Parents' temples are covered with calluses. Isn't there still wandering? The wife and children are fine. Brother, my father is your father. Ask a passer-by to call my mother when you leave. No words, no courage. Men dare to die if they seize life. Running in the fire, blood scorched clothes. Tibet is seven feet high and bears the high temperature of the world. The next day, the crisis was resolved, and all parties debated who was responsible. Represents the center, and the tassels are gathered together. Hehe, what will it be, arguing for righteousness or arguing for profit? Ethan mouth is a monument, only men are allowed to stand.