Anti-Japanese War Poetry

Anti-Japanese War Poetry 1 One, Five Laws, Anti-Japanese War Hero Huai

Bow your head and stand in the wind, and the Chinese sun and moon are long.

Jiangshan is connected with the old place, and the flowers and trees are fragrant.

The stone tablet of the charge light cavalry is famous for its old country.

Wherever the loyal soul goes, it doesn't feel tears.

Second, the Seven Laws to Commemorate the Martyrs of the Anti-Japanese War

Think about Lingbo's nine songs. The beautiful mountains and rivers are very eye-catching.

Diecui trees, ancient trees, poems and songs, leaving sorrow.

The wind and smoke float with the clouds and water, and the sunset is beautiful to send late autumn.

Always remember the hero's prosperity, from here to the sea and sky.

Three. Linjiang county congratulates the 70th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.

Entrepreneurship has been brilliant these years, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful!

China has long changed his old style: China people are full of emotions and martyrs are like rainbows!

Picturesque, magnificent, dedicated to victory!

Qingyun is practicing through the waves. Nonsense, laughing about him, Gong Xun!

Four, "Yong Yu Le Zhong Lie Qian Qiu-Visiting the Anti-Japanese Martyrs Cemetery"

Ancient smoke, rise and fall by sending, heroes.

Things have changed, ups and downs can be tied, and martyrs' hearts are iron.

Oriental homeland, Chinese homeland, Gu Yue alone.

C-com years, died for the country, spirit of war forever!

After years of fighting, the soul returns to its hometown, and the warrior's heart is like snow.

A tent to send troops, a thousand years of success, the enemy has been eliminated.

I am brave and fearless. I have been a soldier for half my life.

Seek great harmony, sacrifice one's life for justice, cherish jade?

Anti-Japanese War Poetry 2: Nian Nujiao and Ode to the Anti-Japanese Sichuan Army

Wolf smoke rises, straw sandals soldiers, stepping over thousands of clouds. Bashu athletes 3 million, the sword is cold. With faith and oath, we will destroy Japanese slaves. Can Jin Ou 'an be incomplete when singing all over the river?

Stick to tengxian, the general is in trouble, and there is sorrow in the land. Blood-stained Changsha struggled hard, and there were many heroes in Shu. Swallow the Yellow River, wrap the body in Wuhan, and spill heroic blood. Pour wine and raise a glass to offer loyalty.

Reflections on War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression Memorial Day

Hedges shut out jackals, and the country was humiliated. There are no eggs in the nest and no one in the village.

Nanjing cannot heal the pain, but don't forget the enemy in Wuhan. Bi Xuefang disappeared, and the evil wind filled the building again.

Smell chickens and dance, protect the country with swords.

Jin Guiyuan Poetry Association to Commemorate the 70th Anniversary of the Victory of the Anti-Japanese War

In Yuan Jingui, a hundred flowers blossom, and the breeze and the bright moon gather. A cavity of blood condenses calligraphy and painting, and lofty sentiments pay for orchestral strings.

Condemn the massacre of Japanese devils and cherish the memory of the martyrs to save the world. You should cry if you are United as one enemy, and the whip points at Japan.

Xie Yong Zhu Yunming's Anti-Japanese War Poems in Ming Dynasty 3

Xie Shu has a fragrance. Every time I recite Chengjiang, I think of Jun. I miss the summer villa and sleep on the stone bed to see the clouds on the wall.

The Song of Scholars in Linjiang King Festival —— Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

In Dongting Lake in autumn, the white waves are sky-high, the leaves of trees are sparse, and the red rocks in the north begin to fly into Wu area. Wu Yunhan, Hongyan is bitter. The north wind roared, Hongyan jathyapple Xiaoxiangsha, and Wang Jie was in tears. The sun is the sun's heart, shining on the universe and illuminating your loyalty to the Lord. When the strong man was angry, the wind was suddenly full of humor. How can you wave the heavenly sword and cut the long whale horizontally?

Xu Wei, the Tomb of Xiao in Ming Dynasty

A little Su is a bad thing, embroidered with cheeks and wearing a rotten dance dress. Beauty is hard to come back from ancient times. From now on, I am worried about flying together. There are shallow tears on the edge of the scorpion, and Panasonic's concentric knot is very thin. Hate is not crazy, like a big Ruan, and I owe a soldier.

Frontier Thrush —— Zhu Yunming in Ming Dynasty

Martial arts clouds are separated by green waves, and fairy birds are helpless to come late. Romance only loves Zhang Jingzhao, and Ri Zhang TV has passed.

Do it now-Qi Jiguang in Ming Dynasty

In order to repay the emperor's trust in me, flowers and plants on both sides of the north and south and in northern Xinjiang laughed at my busy life. I spend 360 days a year on the battlefield, and my weapon is on my horse.

Liu Xi-Xu Wei in Ming Dynasty

Yesterday's friends were pheasants and pheasants, and now they are owls. Goose and duck, once flesh and blood, can't be storks now. Magpie and quail used to be relatives, but now they can't be owls. In the past, the government was very worried, but now it must not be a tiger. Milk, blood and sweat used to be ponies, but now they are not. Thousands of people in Guizhou used to be born by flies.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, Texas —— Yuan Hongdao in Ming Dynasty

Pitching a small cage, how to know the strings easily. I began to feel clear about the red makeup jumping in the air. Countless black-horn pills, the turbid fragrance filled Downs. Wheat seedlings are covered with horse hair and tall and green. The willow shoots are fragrant, and the spring is warm and the soil is greasy. Empty suburbs, you are drunk, red shirts fall in autumn. Looking for old problems among customers saves the trouble of opening books. I don't want to go to Hangzhou in my dream, and the West Lake is full of tears.

Hubijiangyuan, the same as Qingyun Village, was endowed by Zhang Bi League in Nan 'an in Ming Dynasty.

When the boat passed Qingyun Village, it suddenly occurred to me that Nan 'an was drunk. Dance and shadow songs drive the pen array, and pearls and jade fall into the poetry bag. Qingyun is different from other parts of the country, and people are very busy during the day. The news is that the sunset goes south to geese, and Hans Zhang is in the hometown.

Walking in Summer —— Yu Qian in Ming Dynasty

After the rain, the moss marks are clean, and the court is empty and late. If you are pregnant, who will get it? Birds are among the flowers.

The rain on Qixi Night sent my father home with a sense of work —— Bian Gong in Ming Dynasty

Thanks to Chinese Valentine's Day, the situation is different. Husband and wife will meet in heaven, and father and son will part on earth. The dream is suspicious of bluebirds, and the heart is chasing white clouds. A few showers of banana rain, naked temples.

Kong Sheng, a warlock, was given four quatrains for his cunning views on various changes-Wang Shizhen in the Ming Dynasty.

After the flag is played, the hook is no longer hidden, and the fish and dragons are dazzling. But I hate that Maoling dragons go far away, and I don't teach my students to worship Le Tong Hou.

Anti-Japanese War Poetry 4 "Huangzhou"

Lu you

Being cramped often makes you feel sorry for being a prisoner of Chu, but you can't help sighing for learning Qi.

Jiang Sheng is full of heroic hatred, and God's will is selfless.

Wan Li worries about adding white hair, and it is cold to sail across Huangzhou.

You see, Chibi has finally passed. Why do you have a child like Zhong?

The rolling river can't dig out the grievances of heroes, and God is merciless. In a blink of an eye, the vegetation withered and came to the cold autumn. This poem describes the poet's lofty aspirations.

autumn

Hao Cheng

Nothing is idle when idle, nothing is red when sleeping.

Everything is complacent when you are quiet, and you are happy when you are with people at any time.

Tao passes through the material world and thinking enters the abnormal situation.

Wealth is not slutty, poverty is not happy, and men are heroes here.

Nothing is idle when you are free. When you wake up from your sleep, the sunshine on the east window is already very red. All kinds of things can be enjoyed by nature when observed in that quiet place. If there are many good interests all year round, it is the same as people. Morality is the most extensive, it can run through everything. Never be arrogant and extravagant. Even if you are poor, you need a happy life. A man can only be a hero if he can go this far!

Anti-Japanese War Poetry 5 "The Feeling of Living in Idleness"

Fang xiaoru

The fish in the pond don't know the sea, let alone think of swallows.

Earthworms have the advantage of one point, and dragons are light for nine days.

Small and big are different, but they are only physical.

A gentleman should not sigh, but pity.

Earthworms are satisfied when they occupy a small cave, and dragons fly in the sky. The villain will only consider keeping his own place, and the real hero will be ambitious.

Chaozhongcuo Xiangyang Gudao Baling Bridge

Wan Yan Lao

Baling Bridge, an ancient road in Xiangyang, is full of poetry and crisp in autumn. Romantic figures through the ages, how many heroes at one time.

First frost jade plug, Yun Fei dragon head, the wind falls on the river. Dreaming of Phoenix Terrace, the old country is surrounded by mountains.

The word was thought of by Baling Bridge as a hero in history, but there are no heroes like them now. The poet can't help feeling deeply and worrying about the future and destiny of the country.

Hanqiuwang temple

Youdong

The name of the clock has returned to a hundred battles, and the West Lake has won the cup.

The hero's shortness of breath is unwarranted, and he will come back to save himself.

Jathyapple's weapon shook the iron urn, and the autumn wind stone immediately stood on the piano.

Thousands of years old temples still burn incense, and Du Yu holly is sad.

On the Han Temple is a poem written by the poet in memory of Han Shizhong, a famous anti-Jin scholar, after worshiping the Han Temple in Zhenjiang. The three-word unjust imprisonment of "unwarranted" made Han Shizhong, the hero of anti-gold, depressed and disheartened; In order to save himself, I finally had to choose the road of seclusion away from officialdom.

Anti-Japanese War Poetry 6. First, the northeast fell.

Pinus sylvestris var. mongolica. The yurt is connected with the birch forest, with dark clouds rolling and foggy.

Hungry people have hard feet, and young soldiers are willing to fall into the pool county.

Great rivers and mountains are beasts, full of blood and tears.

I tricked a king of the children into lying down and listening to the anvil ring in the wilderness.

Second, the Lugouqiao Incident.

The shadow of the old imperial capital is oblique, and the enemy is in chaos in China.

Gunfire passed by the bridge, and the pirates lost their dreams.

From then on, the almanac was unlucky, but it sounded awkward.

Shishi also shed tears at the bronze man and wailed at the weeds and flowers.

Third, the Nanjing Massacre.

The poet has gone to Xie Xuanhui and looked at the purple rain in the distance.

300,000 people were tortured to death, and the birds in the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties were difficult to fly.

There is no sigh in Nanshan and no resentment in Donghai.

Generosity makes prisoners a laughing stock, and shame makes fairies fat.

Fourth, the battle of Wuhan

Tao is a game with soldiers, and there are joys and sorrows in playing with soldiers.

A strong man shed millions of blood, and the enemy soldiers sighed three times.

April is like a ghost, a river is romantic.

Where does Lu Xian swim? The Yellow Crane Tower can be reconsidered.

The expedition of the fifth master

Clouds cover savage mountain, bullets rain between India and Myanmar.

The enemy is heartless, and the hero is scared to death.

How magical the hump route is, Chinese and American allies are smiling.

The most famous is the Fairy Class in An Lan, with a nice name.

The Sixth Four Major Campaigns in Hunan Province

The four sidewalks in Hunan started from scratch, and Changsha is never old.

After several confrontations, the children of Sanxiang did not know what to do.

Hengyang pushes Nanyue, Changde Fenghua proves wild gull.

The mysterious Xiangxi Zhuang, the holy land of surrender is Yuanzhou.

Seven sages of martyrdom

Declaring national history, Ji Qigong, 200 will shine brilliantly.

There is still ambition after death, and there is always a Confucian demeanor in leading troops.

Zizhong drinks bullets, his shirt is blue, and Deng Yu is red.

Jing Yu and Zuo Quan are both warriors. Why are they losers when they die?

Eight alarm bells are ringing.

The frontier of Wan Li always twists and turns, and the quicksand in the western regions reaches Haibei directly.

Neighbors have no good intentions, and nirvana phoenix opens new branches.

It was windy in the parade ground in He Junming, but the soldiers' thoughts did not move.

Whether history of qing dynasty proves his conviction or not, the red flag will not droop.