Ancient poetry from the Republic of China period

1. What are the poems of the Republic of China?

Selected poems of the Republic of China. There are so many poems of the Republic of China, some selected poems are for reference only.

Sun Yat-sen's Song of Rebellion The gloom cannot be swept away, and the red sheep's calamity is approaching. A man who is indomitable and wants to turn things around.

To save Liu Daoyi? Sun Yat-sen is halfway to the southeast of the three Chu heroes. Liu Lang dies and dominates the sky. It is very difficult to leave a legacy. Who can be as generous as this person?

The autumn wind mourns the war horses, and the setting sun in China weeps the mourners. How often do I drink Huanglong wine and sweep across the river to pay my homage?

Singing Eagle Huang Xing is independent and invincible, and the wind is thousands of miles in the sky. It's pity that this hero is willing to be trapped in a cage? As soon as I crossed the sea, I raised my head high to see the blue sky.

Autumn is deep and frosty, and the trees are falling all over the mountains. As a gift to Miyazaki Huang Xing, he chanted his own poems on independence and confusion. Who knows the chivalrous spirit of Jianghu? Daughters of gold meet up with guests to go about their business, and they meet with a smile at this time.

Lang's article shocked the popular culture, and his spirit was indeed that of a man. The setting sun is everywhere in Guanshan, where is the autumn wind for horses?

Returning to Hunan and feeling nostalgic. In the 39th year of Huang Xing's life, he realized that he was not good enough. It is better to return home than to go back to Da Feng Song. Astonishing career flows with the flow, love my garden wants to fall.

At night, all the fish and dragons are silent, so the mountain apes and cranes are sitting there. There is no sense of independence in the vastness, and sometimes the breeze shakes my clothes.

In a boat on the Pacific Ocean, Huang Xingkou swallowed water from the Three Gorges and walked across clouds. The vast world is vast, where can I find myself? In the evening, Song Jiaoren stayed at Liangzi Lake. The wind was strong and the trees in the wild trees were dim.

The lonely boat is leaning against Qianzhu, and the autumn moon is shining on people. Where is my family and my country? The world is so vast.

I couldn't sleep at night, and I felt sad while stroking my sword. When leaving the fortress, Xu Xilin's military song should be sung with a big sword ring, and he vowed to destroy the Hu Nu when he left Yuguan.

Just die for the country on the battlefield, why should you return your body wrapped in horse leather? Partridge Sky Qiu Jin couldn't help but feel that the motherland was sinking, so she took the time to go overseas to find a close friend.

The Jin Ou has been short and must be replenished. Dare to sacrifice your life for the country. Sighing at the dangers and obstacles, sighing at the wandering winds, marching through the mountains for thousands of miles.

Don’t say that women are not heroic creatures. The sound of dragon springs is heard on the wall every night. The Japanese in the Yellow Sea boat asked for words and saw the map of the Russo-Japanese War. Qiu Jin traveled thousands of miles on the clouds and came back, carrying the spring thunder alone in the East China Sea.

If you can bear to see the colors change in the picture, you are willing to make the country fall into ruin. The drunken wine will not dissipate and the tears of sorrow for the country will not go away, but when it comes to rescue, we should rely on the talents of a group of people.

At the cost of one hundred thousand heads and blood, the universe must be restored. Regarding wine, Qiu Jin spared no expense to buy a precious sword, and even exchanged mink fur for wine.

If you cherish it with passion and diligence, it will still turn into blue waves if you spill it. Qilu: My Life-long Thoughts: Zhu's prime years since the Qing Dynasty have all been wasted, and what can he do if he has no way to return? In the blink of an eye, I am about to reach my forties, but I still fear that there will be many young people who are unknown.

The past is far away, and the suffering in this world is too harsh. Jia Yuyong, who still wants to show off to others, will grind the stubborn stone by himself.

When leaving Yizhou, Liu Bocheng left Gaizhou alone in plain clothes. This spring he became ill and forced himself to climb the stairs. The tide of the sea flows from the east to the sky, and the river flows from the west with blood.

The strong man has not buried his bones in the grass, and the scholar still has his young head. Holding the Qingfeng Wei gun in hand, he fights alone against hunger and cold for another autumn.

Close the door and talk about sending books to the sun. There is no land and there is no need for officials to press for rent.

A poor person can still compose a poem called Dardan; a strong person does not seek official positions and is afraid of the world. I have enough food, water, and vegetables, and Confucianism lives in this area.

The title is self-painted: Lanli Mu'an on Gaogang is sideways and the head of the hill is high, and the wind is blowing on the horizon. I would like to send a message to the world that people should not be afraid of danger, and who can scratch their heels when they stand firm?

The river is full of red, Li Shutong is bright in Kunlun, the moon is on the top of the mountain, and someone is screaming. Look at the bottom of the bag, the sword is like snow, there are many grievances and grievances.

The mole's gall is split open with both hands, and the democratic brain is forged with every inch of the heart. In this life, I am worthy of being a man with a good head.

Jing Ke’s tomb, Xianyang Road; Nie Zheng died, and the corpses were exposed. As far as the east of the Yangtze River, the lingering feelings are still lingering around.

The soul turned into a jingwei bird, and the blood splashed into a red heart grass. Look at the good mountains and rivers from now on, made by heroes.

A gift to Li Shutong, the owner of Yuxin Tower. The setting sun is not red at the end of the day, and there is a slight autumn breeze under Toad Tomb. The general is dead and old, all in the tired eyes of the scholar.

Yimao New Year's Eve Li Liejun forgets the New Year and forgets the festivals for several spring and autumn years, and I am allowed to travel in the thorny and thorny land.

When the people are poor, they dare to say goodbye to the sudden suffering, and there are many illnesses, but they still report Wu Tang's worries.

Return to Kunhai to find a confidant, and go straight to Youyan to kill the enemy of the country. In the painting, the rivers and mountains are in good condition, and the soldiers are all highly skilled.

After passing Jinling, I looked at the sunset of Li Liejun from the boat. The stars were scarce and the night was still bright, and the gentle breeze waved the farewell signal. Returning to the boat and about to break the moon in the heart of the river, the local bird was startled to hear the overtones.

I sigh that there are many cranes in my hometown, and I am too lazy to watch the dragons fighting from the sea. What is the reason for the wall of war? Who can save the galactic armor-washing soldiers? Reduced words: Mulan Hua Wu Changshuo worked as a soldier from the Yanjing University Student Anti-Japanese Association to the front lines of the Great Wall. When he was returning home, I wrote this article. It was a mistake for me, a scholar with bare hands.

I am responsible for the article and only pay tribute to Gaocheng. The country is picturesque, with majestic passes and horses stationed everywhere.

The water remains and the mountains remain, no matter how heroic the tears are. A man named Wu Peifu is determined to protect the central government, even if he rebels against millions of people.

The head of state Yu Weijia entered the territory and attacked Hengyang with a partial force. Yue Zhongwu of the Song Dynasty was ambitious, but Zhang Zifang of the Han Dynasty was envied.

I would like to send a message to the soldiers in the southern expedition. This trip is related to the survival of the country. According to Wu Peifu's heart, he hated the Dongyi people for their wanton enfeoffment, and the scholar joined the army immediately after writing.

After twenty years of going through all kinds of hardships and dangers, we have achieved no international merit in a hundred battles. It's a huge mistake to cede territory and lose money, so please be brave enough to take the lead.

When did I end my dream of leaving the mountains, I returned to Penglai to work as a farmer. Wu Peifu must not act like a hero in life, and he knows everything.

Tigers and leopards also need to beware of scorpions, and dragons are most afraid of centipedes. A villain will eventually be in danger if he takes risks, but a gentleman may not be poor even if he is poor.

A hundred-foot-high ship sank to the bottom of the sea, just because it used all the wind in its sail. In the first poem, He Shuheng's clothes are stained with wine stains, and he is in ecstasy everywhere while traveling far away.

This life is like a guest who forgets his home, and goes abroad on a windy ship. In the painting, the plum blossom He Xiangning blooms first, with the ambition to reach the sky, and then blooms, but still retains a proud heart.

I look for the painting book alone to the end of the world, not knowing the ups and downs of the world. Wang Jingwei's miscellaneous feelings in prison, the clouds and trees in Meishan are always sad, and the thorns and bronze camels are changing.

There is no clean soil left when you go, and you are worried about the coming days. Lin Zong's hatred can't be extinguished by looking at the black sky, and Fu Peng knows that it hurts Jia Funian.

The hope of death is not over yet, so we must hang our heads at the gate of the country. Listening to the waterfall in the Pacific Ocean, Wang Jingwei is full of ripples, and there is no need to worry about the smoke and rain.

How can I turn into a rock in a rock and let the clear spring flow freely? The paper kite and Zhang Daqian watch you riding on the clouds, the wind is still blowing.

Suddenly the line was cut off, and it fell down. When I climbed Mount Huashan, I felt that Zhang Xueliang had forgotten to return when he came here occasionally. The scenery seemed like a dream.

Looking back at my hometown, my heart is broken. The mountains and rivers are fine but the owner is not. From Peking to Nanjing, I felt that Zhang Henshui did not have to wait for fame to grow old, but had already left his thoughts to the floating gull.

If the country uses me, why not die? It is always embarrassing because of the people. A frugal person has been burdened by his family, so he sells his writings to make money.

When you lean on the railing and worry endlessly, you will cry. There is no need to worry about such a lake and mountain. It's not that Zhang Henshui has been sighing for forty years, and Dai will look at the blue sky with blank eyes.

It is a common thing to laugh at others, so don’t beg for mercy. Mayfly Lu Rongting can rest well if he has enough food and clothing. He is like a mayfly in the world.

Before Shi Chong enjoyed a thousand years of wealth, Han Xin attacked the city with ten strategies. The spring flowers are full of flowers, the orioles are full of hatred, and the chrysanthemums are blooming and the wild geese are sad in September.

The mountains and forests are quiet and joyful, and I don’t want to be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. On his thirty-fifth birthday, Chen Yi's army marched westward with a rainbow of energy, and a fierce battle in the south began.

Half of the rivers and mountains were drowned in the sea of ??blood, and many close friends turned into sandworms. Searching and suppressing people day and night are still there, and thousands of dead and injured ghosts are also heroes.

When things come to an end, they must eventually come to an end. 2. Since the Republic of China, what ancient poems have been written in five characters and seven characters?

There were not too few poets in the Republic of China, but too many. Except for political figures such as Hu Hanmin and Tan Yankai, every well-educated scholar during the Republic of China had received systematic training in old-style poetry. Not only could almost everyone be able to write old-style poetry, but the quality was also very high.

Except for poets such as Wang Guowei, Chen Yinke, Qian Zhongshu, and Qian Zhonglian who have become famous in recent years, there are just a few figures who have just been published and are not yet well-known to general readers, such as "The Collection of Poems and Lyrics of Renhanlou" Long Yusheng, the author of "Xuan Yin Lu Poems", Pan Boying, the author of "Huan Xuan Ci", whose works are not rigorous in rhythm and skillful in technique? While reading "Chen Yuan's Correspondence Collection", I unexpectedly discovered two seven-melody poems by Tan Zuren, the founder of Tanjia Cuisine. They are so profound that they are worthy of a veteran, but these two poems are probably the only ones of his surviving works. Despite this, Tan Zuren is still lucky. There are other poets of the Republic of China who are still unknown.

Compared with the above-mentioned poets, "Zhang, a dog-headed military strategist, and a spirit with white bones" naturally cannot be regarded as the proper attributes of a poet. Mr. Liu Yazi has an important reputation, and it is said that he is "generous and despises Lu You and Chen Liang", but the two thick volumes of the "Collection of Poems of the Sword Grinding Room" prove that this evaluation is actually just a general statement. In my personal opinion, one of the biggest shortcomings of Liu's poetry that easily misleads future generations is the distortion of the function of poetry. Poetry is a carrier of expressing the soul, but in Liu's case, because he is so rich and familiar with poetry, he has no difficulty in writing seven or eight sentences, so poetry has almost become a tool for daily communication and entertainment, and most of his works are just It can be said to be "speaking in rhyme". 3. Poems about the Republic of China

Song of Uprising

Sun Yat-sen

The gloom of everything can’t be swept away, and the red sheep’s misfortunes are urging the sun.

A man who is indomitable and wants to turn the world around.

Save Liu Daoyi?

Sun Yat-sen

There are three Chu heroes in the southeast and half of the wall. Liu Lang dies and dominates the sky.

The remaining legacy is very difficult, who can be as generous as this person.

The autumn wind mourns the war horses, and the setting sun in China weeps the mourners.

How often do you drink Huanglong wine and sweep across the river to pay your respects?

Eagle Singing

Huang Xing

Independent and invincible, the wind is thousands of miles in the sky.

Poor hero, how can he be trapped in a cage?

As soon as I cross the sea, I fly high into the blue sky.

Autumn is deep and frosty, and the trees are falling all over the mountains. 4. Inspirational poems in the style of the Republic of China

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. (Gu Yanwu)

Ask the canal where it is so clear, so that there is a source of living water. (Zhu Xi)

If you want to eliminate evil things for the sake of sage, you are willing to cherish your remaining years. (Han Yu's "Zuoqian's Languan Shows His Nephew Xiang")

When the wind blows and the waves break, there will be times when the cloud sails are directly hung to help the sea. (Li Bai)

I only know that this matter must be carried out in detail. (Lu You)

Zhuangzhi ate Hun meat when hungry, and laughed and drank Hun blood when he was thirsty. (Yue Fei's "The River is Red")

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter all the poor people in the world with joy. ——Du Fu

The pen fell in the storm, and the poem became the weeping ghosts and gods.

Be broad-minded and appreciative, accumulate thickly but thinly. (Su Shi)

Don’t play a thousand tunes and then the sound will dawn; watch a thousand swords and then recognize the weapon. (Liu Xie)

If you don’t climb a high mountain, you don’t know how high the sky is; if you don’t go to a deep stream, you don’t know how thick the earth is. ("Xunzi")

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. (Su Shi)

Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level. (Wang Anshi)

If you examine yourself, you can understand others; if you examine the present, you can understand the past. ("Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals")

To die before leaving the army is to make a hero burst into tears. (Du Fu)

The spring silkworms will not run out until they are dead, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will not dry up. (Li Shangyin)

The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are so bad that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. (Meng Jiao)

Here we go to Quantai to recruit old troops and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners. (Chen Yi's "Three Chapters of Meiling")

I don't know how old I am when I am young, and wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me. (Du Fu)

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.

(Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress")

I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles like a cicada. (Su Shi)

Having read thousands of volumes, writing is like having a spirit. (Du Fu)

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

Lying stiffly in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country. (Lu You's "Storm and Storm on November 4th")

It is better to believe in all the books than to have no books at all. (Mencius)