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Li Hongzhang's most domineering poem

I worked hard and knew I was dead before I left the saddle. For 300 years, I have injured my country and hanged my people 8 thousand miles away. Autumn wind sword tears lonely minister, the setting sun flag general altar. The dusty atmosphere overseas is still not calm, so don't wait and see. In the past 40 years, I have fought many wars and visited several times. Don't be ashamed of me if you have money, but be ashamed of giving people the right to hold the phone. Reward the Lord with a distraction and be a good minister with an inch of land and money. You work hard, don't become the cause of Longhua club. The husband who entered Beijing only praised Wu Gou, and his spirit was higher than 100 feet. Who has written a history of 10,000 years? You must follow the path quickly if you want to be 3,000 miles away, which is like chasing wild gulls. Lugouqiao laughed at the roadside, and someone went to Yingzhou from then on. Lie in the world of mortals frequently, and regret twenty years of glory. A horse loses its front hoof, but Yan Ci's old base is renewed. Make friends with domestic celebrities and visit Beijing. In this way, we can seek the benefits of words, and Hu is a depressed old man. Looking back, I am also east, west, north and south. I had three dreams under the white sky, and my blue shirt was reduced to ten years. There is no need to be poor if you have a life, and money is to help the poor. The battle for fame and fortune has passed for a long time, and it is still an old Confucian towel. I have a cramp like a tick, and I want to go to Longmen by spring wave. Many colleagues pity Kodi, who has been chasing water sources since the New Year. Fame and fortune add blood, and knowing each other all one's life is a special favor. Touch the phoenix at night, remember the autumn wind and wipe your tears. There are white clouds on the Sanggan River. I wish my parents a safe hotel. Looking back, I studied hard in class, but I haven't become famous yet. In six years, Guanhai held a clean and honest festival, and a thousand-mile letter promoted a long journey. It was not until spring that the birds on the ground soothed the love affair. A pillow in Handan didn't wake up until late, although Peng Ying was far from expecting it. The goal of going out of the mountain is to climb to the top of the mountain. When do I enter Fengchi? Poetry and wine are not learned by celebrities, and officials must take advantage of their youth. Biji Golden Horse is always looking for something, and it is always appropriate to live and live. As soon as I entered Doumen, I got home and recruited people to go north and west. Huaiting is attached to the Ming Sutra, and it is still empty to return to Yuan. Enemies in the world accept daggers, and human feelings are warm and cold. If I have no dream, I will never return to my hometown. The Yellow River is in the sky, overlooking Zhongzhou with a little smoke. This place is as eye-opening as possible, and a long trip is half a good mountain. Lu Ji entered Romania and gained great fame. Su Zhe was determined to travel far. Thank you. I'm not poor. I've been sitting on an inheritance for years. With a full bag and a small bag on my shoulder, I am ecstatic about poetry and books. Sail shadow wave marks Huai Pu Yue, horseshoe-colored thistle door cream. The old friend * * * presented pure kernel wheat, and Jingfu held Lujiazhuang. Living in Chang 'an is not easy to lose face. It's tiring to teach your forefinger. Acura slowly left the feast and was saying goodbye to relatives and friends. I'm here to teach you how to grind iron and ink stones, and then I'm here to withdraw the golden lotus. It is only a few days today that I arrived at the pavilion, which is the year when my article served the country. I haven't changed my temples yet, so I shouldn't be reborn. The title of Shandong Hotel is "The Yellow River flows eastward, and the journey is late autumn". It's a pity that Deng Yu and I are the same age. There are three Jing trees in the old garden, and I wonder if I can pick them. Afraid of abortion listening to pheasants crow, it is easy to blur people's hometown dreams. The hotel in Xiamingguang Town, Chen Bing has collapsed for four years, which is the only body left in the disaster. Pour a glass of wine on your chest and try to be bold on your pillow. Worried about what will happen in a short time, someone will save the day. The green temple withered and fell, and the people who closed the river hurt themselves. Chaohu Lake is the southeast corner of Paradise Honghu Lake. I am a group of homeless geese. Who can have a house to live in? With Huaihai new poems on his sleeve, he paid a return visit to the old fisherman in Yanbo. There are seedlings waiting for rain everywhere, and the clouds are coming out again. Feelings are expressed in the novel "River Lianzhou Taishou New Year's Eve Rhyme", which is quiet for nine days and the ground waves are pulled back. The ravine turned thousands of miles for the rest of my life, and several people were buried in the battlefield. The wind is strong and the grass is still blowing. Qiao Song will be protected and nurtured in the evening of the year. Nostalgia is independent in taste and versatile in eyes. 200 years of vitality, raising coaches in ponds is worrying. The sky is only powerful in the clouds, and the floating world is famous on the water. However, if you smell a lark in the nest screen, you must persuade the dead bird turtledove in the farmland. Before joining the army, he begged to write a picture of the prison gate and called on the people to have a rest. Looking forward to the return of gv 10, feather books are flying. Jathyapple Jiang Tao, a ship under construction, swallows, throwing and filling the grass with fertilizer in the autumn wind. There are countless caves in the county, so I get tired of raising the flag several times. Yutong has a knife ring, and lice are full of battle clothes. The sixth army is hungry and resentful, and the main dream is the bear under the porch. Only the river left, the group thought Xiaoxiang Yunguanzhong. The amount of millet sand accumulated in Hailing is white, and the less money provided by the government, the iron is iron. There are endless treasures in the market, and Bo Shi has a legacy. Seven years of wandering festival survived, chasing the souls of martyrs in the same robe. Fopp is grateful for persuading Caoyi to defend me. Apes mourn cranes and complain about Shu, and cold water and cool breeze take a break. Why is Tian Heng alone? He rubbed his sword and embroidered it with moss marks. Jia Zhu heroes repay kindness, cold valley talks about soldiers and summer frost. Hongze whip Shang He, white sand wrapped in skin and bone. Dan Ember shed his feathers and left a scripture, and Hesse returned to his hometown. Riding in the suburbs in spring and listening to flute in Yang Shan are sad memories. General Liu Xi has fought many battles, and the children's names are Dade. I once climbed the threshold angle to return to the sky as soon as possible, and I shed tears for Huainan General Junxing. Fan Lao's head is whiter, and Li Sheng's eyes are evergreen. It is said that the phoenix has been connected with the river, and I remember that dolphins and fish have a good effect. In a corner of Jiangcheng, I still hate it, and I am pregnant with Chu Zepei. The flag of the central plains is shaken first, and the golden soup is half burnt. Ancestral Temple Village in Shu County is a social sacrifice, and people in Zhaozhou poured it with wine glasses. At that time, I was ashamed to save the ephemera, so there was no need to laugh at the guests. The dead are gone, so the garden is full of melancholy. The remonstrance is Yuan Ang's new call, and Sun Dengle keeps poor. The past is long and flowing, and the princes rotate. Ling Du has been wandering in the Jianghu for a long time, always following the footsteps of the world. Penglai weak water road 3 thousand, I have some pity for Changyang. Your ancestors are ashamed of bean stacks, and moths pour out their country and complain about the New Year. There is a lot of jade dust, and a small lead knife is worthless. Guangwu boarded the infinite meaning and worried about seeing the old mountains and rivers in the north. What's more, the spring pavilion is separated by nine springs, and Shen Shen's cold weather falls to Yuyuan. Don't forget three arrows, one yuan is not famous. The river table is lonely and sad for the younger siblings, and the tomb door is desolate and lonely. The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and tears are streaming down her face, which is hard to blame. Pivot Shuai Zhong Tian, Chunming asked the word ten years ago. The article altar drives the present, and the weather is colorful. If you threaten Jiang Xiang, suppress Jiang Xiang, and hide the soldiers' armor in your stomach, you will also poop. If you start your career, you will win the battle and you will know that you are on the edge of the dragon and tiger. Pass the staff to set the sunset red, and remember the plain 19 th Middle School. Spring cocoons spin silk, but frozen flies are always hard to drill paper. There is no way to chase Wang Pu and fuck Ma Zhong. The old rain began to gather together again, but it did not prevent the scorpion from ending up in poverty. Break the waves like a god, and the world is safe. Fast horses compete with athletes, and Yao's car is not ridden. Corrupt scholars owe Hou Xiang a name, and there should be more guests in the last seat. Beard meat gradually grows heroic, losing ground, and being homeless is even more disgusting. He lang reported peace with a piece of paper, and the snow and ice poems were vulgar. The spring grass mourns Zhu Bei, and the autumn grave mourns the south crown. Get a new pavilion and cry at the right time, and you will know that the road is difficult to get through. It is said that Gao Jiang hangs Yuan Shu, and the dark wind blows the rain and the window is cold. Zhao Fanghuan Huanyi flourished in Zhou Dynasty, and Zhuang Youda reached the princes. Flying south, black magpies compete for trees, heading east, and dragons want to go downstream. Those who seek the country, Pei Yuan, and those who protect the people have fought for a long time. When I voted for Gexi, I saw the rise of weekdays and the collection of shrimp dishes. Longtan shelter from the wind, Huai Peng Xueqin, Fang Bo, autumn wind, drinking, Xunyang Guo, even singing Chibi boat. Every other year, the past is like yesterday, so the old friend blows and flows. Cloudy and rainy buildings are quiet, and the six generations of rivers and mountains draw corners. I can't see the sea and air of Longxuan Lake, but I feel cool and blowing in Tingzhou. Jiangzhou blocked the snow before crossing the Luoshui River, and was buried near Tianjia. The golden duck sleeps in the spring night, and the jade dragon scales on earth. Pear flower rain deceives Yu Yan, catkin wind comes to fine dust. Among the evergreen trees, there is a piece of withered white, and the old hanging silk is on the bank of Tonglu River. In the evening, the river is like a mountain, with faint drizzle, rolling river tide and rumbling thunder. It is estimated that bamboo shoots will gather at the seaside and weave wild markets after grabbing them. Sorrow is like a cloud mark, and cold is hard to get drunk. However, the whole family lived in pity for the fishing boat, and a piece of Lingbo leaves laughed and denounced. Deng Xiaogushan was deeply impressed. He traveled thousands of miles to Fujian and Hubei, and Wu Chu scored this punch. The pavilions are inlaid with bamboo, and the lakes and mountains are covered with eaves. Spring breeze and spring rain make-up table dark, Jiangbei Jiangnan painting hanging. Overlooking the world, riding an oriole and carrying a flying fairy. In the southeast, the road is bumpy and low-lying, with thousands of peaks in every population. Half a game of chess saves a warship, and eight years of hatred pays a cold wave. Speeding in the wind, the setting sun is arrogant. Lonely guests can't bear to look back, and the sky burns ash. On the lake, I was sick in the snow, the wind blew the glass green, and I was fascinated by the vast Pinghu Lake. Snow pressure is light and cold is heavy, and clouds and mountains are far away. The beach is noisy, and vegetables and wheat are buried in the wild. It is expected that the flowers in the old garden will be late, and the jade tube will be sprinkled for whom. Yukime's trip is almost to Susong. The snowy sand embankment is as flat as a palm, the fragrant mud is shallow and the horseshoe is light. The north wind blows from the shady cliff shore, with the sound of dead trees stepping on the leaves. The cold in March is more than 99, and the cold calendar is not shocking. Cauliflower is everywhere in Huang Cancan, and I can't help looking at it. When you get older, you know you can't make gifts. It's time for a good wind. This official has been in love with Sha Ou for a long time, and he has returned to his dream of diving with the club. The trees in the distance are covered with dark clouds and the snow is rolling wildly. When I reach the other shore, I hope to find my way in the mountains. The feeling of coming home from Deer Cave has given the deer several empty houses in Taiwan Province, and they are still at the top of the wind. Walking alone in the smoke, Wan Hechun hid the sky in a cave. After the chaos, all the people talked in vain, and the water in front of the door separated the dust. I hesitated about ibis' heart, endured the wage difference and kept the fire burning. Send a poem to the king of Yue, both inside and outside, and send a message to the virtuous king for meritorious service. The Han Dynasty in Wei was still ambitious, so what was the name of Xinyan, the first Qin Emperor? Carve the title of three customs control of the tribe, taste the courage of choice and worry about life. It's too late to get old, and it's too late to go to Wuxi Nancheng. In April, Bing Xu and Chundi visited the sea together and appeared at the Jade Festival, where women and men embraced embroidered clothes like mountains. Shake the movie according to the standard of the sea, cut the clouds and cut the glory. No flying, no traveling, Luo Bai is in a row. The German Association is humble and respectful, and praises the Huang family. Ten thousand meteorological phantoms suddenly burst into smoke. Say goodbye to Buddhapālita, and dare to say goodbye. Self-pity is strong and bitter, but I am ashamed to reclaim land and swear repeatedly. Infinite attachment, wandering in the pool, answer the clouds. Lotus banquet in and out of Cheng Ming forty years, suddenly came overseas to visit immortals. Huayan grand meeting entertains silk and bamboo, and chitose flowers bring good news.