Please talk about the nostalgia poems in the Northern Song Dynasty.

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, falling into the smoke. Old country fugue [13], passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, lived in Fahua in his early years. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.

Guizhixiang Jinling Nostalgia

This is the late autumn in the ancient country, and the weather is very early. Thousands of miles are like a river, like clusters of Qingfeng. Sail back to the sunset, with the west wind on your back and the wine flag tilted. The colorful boat is cloudy, and the Milky Way heron rises, which is difficult to draw.

Miss the past, compete for prosperity, sigh outside the door, and continue to hate. Throughout the ages, it is a shame to look up to it. The past of the Six Dynasties flowed with the water, and the cold smoke faded the grass. Today, business women are still singing, leaving a legacy in the backyard.