What do you think is the most narcissistic and arrogant poem?

Poetry expresses the poet's feelings. Sometimes, poets are unparalleled? Bored? Leaving many arrogant poems,

Are the following ten poems one? Crazy? Good handwriting.

Children in Nanling don't enter Beijing.

Don? Lipper

When I came back from the mountain, the liquor was maturing, and the yellow chicken grew fat in the autumn of grain.

Calling the boys to stew yellow chicken for me, the children shouted my cotton cloth with a smile.

Qing Qing Shuang sang drunk to comfort, drunk dancing won the glory in autumn and dusk.

The king of great powers struggled for a long time and rushed to the ground to catch up.

Quidditch's fool looked down on poor Zhu Maichen, and now I have left my hometown to go to Chang 'an and go to Qin in the west.

I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time?

In the first year of Tianbao, Li Bai was 42. At this time, he got a letter from Tang Xuanzong calling him to Beijing. He was so excited that he thought it was time to realize his ideal. Li Bai, who was extremely excited, wrote? Go out laughing, are we Artemisia people? .

He walked out of the door smiling and excited. How can I become a person who has stayed in the grass for a long time? How proud and excited.

The last chrysanthemum

Don? Chao Huang

Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,

Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

What will you do if you fail in the college entrance examination? Complain, complain.

After Huang Chao failed in the college entrance examination, he wrote this chrysanthemum poem: Autumn comes, chrysanthemums bloom, and other flowers wither. Tianxiang pervades Chang 'an, and chrysanthemums are everywhere like armor.

The poet Jun thinks that Huang Chao compares himself to a chrysanthemum, saying: One day, I will come back and put on my armor, which will make the whole Chang 'an tremble. How crazy!

"Partridge day? The sinking feeling of the motherland is involuntary.

Modern? Qiu Jin

The sinking feeling of the motherland can't help but come overseas to find a bosom friend.

Golden gulls are always in short supply and need to be replenished. He dares to sacrifice himself for his country!

There are obstacles and sighs. Guan Shan Wan Li is a hero.

Don't say that women are not British. They sing on the wall of Longquan every night.

After the Sino-Japanese War, the country was weak. As a woman, Qiu Jin does not show weakness. She bravely participated in the revolution and embarked on the road of saving the country.

Don't say that women are not British things, singing on the Longquan wall every night? Who says women can't be heroes? How brave and handsome.

"Man Jiang Hong? Write a bosom "

Song? Yue Fei

Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle.

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

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.

Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing.

When will courtiers hate it?

Driving a long car to break through, Helan Mountain is lacking.

Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.

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

Hungry to eat pork, laughing and thirsty to drink Hun blood? , this of Yue Fei? Crazy? Is it going to break down? Helan? Taking the Huns straight, the shame of killing Jingkang is rampant. The whole article is full of loyalty and anger, and it is the roar of an anti-gold general from the depths of his soul.

Desperate poems

Sitong Tan

Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.

My smile went straight into the sky from the horizontal knife and stayed in the liver and gallbladder!

This is a desperate poem, which the poet wrote for himself in prison. ? I cut myself? 、? Hepatobiliary Kunlun? How generous and tragic this is! Although Tan Sitong has been martyred, his lofty spirit, like the vast Kunlun Mountain, still warns the world.

Menglideng Tianmu Mountain (excerpt)

Don? Lipper

An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace.

Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.

With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.

I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow.

My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.

This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.

So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take.

But let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan.

Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!

Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face! ? It is inspiring, decisive and inspiring.

He xinlang? I am very weak. "

Song? Xin Qiji

I'm dying.

I have had friends all my life, and I have had scattered friends, only a few left!

White hair hanging down three thousands of feet, laughing at all things in the world.

What can make the public happy?

I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.

Emotions and looks are slightly similar.

A statue scratched its head in the east window.

Think of the poem "Stop the Cloud" in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, and the flavor at this time.

Those who seek fame on the left side of the river don't know the secret of mud mash.

Looking back, the clouds are flying.

I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate them for not seeing my crazy ears.

People who know me, two or three sons.

I can't see the savagery of the ancients, and I don't care. What I hate most is that the ancients can't see how crazy I am. Xin Qiji, you are so full, so narcissistic. However, people who can be so open and uninhibited must be open-minded people.

Peach blossom temple song

Ming? Tang Yin

Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian.

Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers.

Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom year after year.

I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.

If you are rich, you will become a hermit.

If the revealer is compared to a hermit, one is underground and the other is in heaven.

If we compare Hua San to horses and chariots, I will have no leisure.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.

Others laugh that I am crazy, but I laugh that others can't see through the world. This life is to say: What do you people pursue for fame and fortune? Look at me, how handsome and comfortable I am.

Seven songs of the army? The fourth "

Don? Wang Changling

There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

In Wan Li, Huangsha, frequent battles have worn out the armor of border guards, but they are determined not to defeat the invading enemy and never go home.

Don't break Loulan, don't return it? , is the heroic oath of battle-hardened soldiers, forceful, hit the floor.

"Partridge day? Xidu works "

Song? Zhu Dunru

I am Shanshui Lang of Du Qing, and I am divided into Heaven and Education.

I once gave rain a Zhang Yun voucher, but I was tired of leaving a cloud to borrow a monthly ticket.

There are thousands of poems and thousands of wines. How many times have you seen the Marquis?

Jade Pagoda Golden Que has no intention of returning, and plum blossoms are drunk in Luoyang.

I am the natural manager of the heavenly mountains and rivers, and my nature is laziness. The Emperor of Heaven once gave me letters, silks, and wind dew, and I also presented a letter to leave colorful clouds to borrow the moon many times.

Writing a poem is 10 thousand, and drinking a glass of wine is 1000 cups. I've never really met the prince. Even if I am an official in the gorgeous heavenly palace, I am too lazy to go. I just want to get drunk in Luoyang and Meihua.

I don't even care about princes, so confident.