There is a poem about recalling the troubled young days, but now it is full of flowers. Does anyone know?

The broken man gave Chen Tongfu powerful words to send.

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!

Liu Zhou ge tou he Zhu

Young chivalry, making friends with five men. Hepatobiliary cavity, hair shrinkage.

In speech, life and death are shared, and a promise is as good as a promise.

Bravely push up, stand proudly, lightly hug, Qi Fei, patchwork.

Drinking wine is booming, and cold urns are floating in spring. Suck the sea and hang a rainbow.

Call the eagle dog casually, pick the bow for nothing, be cunning and empty, and be happy and hurried.

Like a dream of yellow sorghum, I resigned from Feng Dan; The moon * * *, diffuse (cover) solitary shed.

Official redundancy, pregnancy, dust, books.

You are like a cloud, for rough use, and suddenly you are outstanding.

Encouragement, the benefit of fishermen, is also the worry of thinking.

Don't ask for a long tassel, attack the arrogant species. The sword roared at the west wind.

I hate climbing mountains and facing water. I gave a handful of seven-stringed paulownia in my hand and looked at it and gave it back to Hong.