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Poetry describing the ruins of the motherland

spring scenery

Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

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Man Jiang Hong

Yue Fei

Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing.

Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Thirty reputations, dust and dirt,

Eight thousand miles, clouds and the moon.

Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.

Jingkang shame, still not snow;

When do courtiers hate their guts!

Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain.

Eager for pork,

Talking about the thirst for Hun blood.

Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.

Guo yang

wen tianxiang

Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.

Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.

Li Houzhu-Li Yu has to be mentioned when the country breaks down. Here are some of his words.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

When will there be a bright moon in the Spring and Autumn Period? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so the country can't look at the moon.

Carved fences and jade articles should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Meet Huan

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, the phoenix tree is lonely, and the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Endless desire

One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.

Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.

Hope to adopt, thank you.