China's most classic ancient poetry?

1. Du Fu's Spring Hope: "though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. Sad state, can not help but tears burst into tears, the birds stunning, the grief of parting hate. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more. "

2. Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains": "Life is a hero, and death is a hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "

3. Fan Chengda's "State Bridge": "The north and south of the State Bridge are Tianjie, and the father and the old wait for the ride back year after year. In tears, she asked the emissary,' When will the Six Armies really come?'

4. Lin Sheng's titled Lin 'an Mansion:' When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind made the tourists drunk and made Hangzhou Bianzhou. "

5. Lu You's "Showing the Son": "When I died, I knew that everything was empty, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Nai Weng. "

6. Lu You's Thoughts on Coming out of the Hedge Gate in Autumn Night: "There are three people in the east of Wan Li, and 5, people still climb the skyscraper. The tears of the adherents are all in the dust, and they look forward to Julian Waghann for another year. "

7. Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang": "Once hard work comes, there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. Fear beachhead says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart to shine. "

8. Yu Qian's "Lyrics of Lime": "A thousand hammers cut out a deep mountain, and the fire burns if it is idle. I am not afraid of being smashed, and I want to stay innocent in the world. "

9. Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi" (ⅵ): "The day is slanting away from sorrow, and the whip refers to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. "

Yuan Ni Zan

The autumn wind turns orchid into a flower! The desolation of the south has disappeared. Only the south heart does not change, tears and ink write "Li Sao".

Wang Quetai

Ming Qi Jiguang

After ten years of driving away the cold of the sea, I look forward to it. The frost is full of heart blood. Sprinkle it on Qianfeng Qiuyedan.

Write at once ★

Ming Qi Jiguang

North and South drive to report the master's feelings, and Jiang Lace smiles all his life. Every year, three hundred and sixty days, I spent my life on the battlefield with my weapons on my horses.

Xiao Fa in Yuhe

Ming Xie Zhen

Many mountains are opened in Zhaohui, and Juyongguan is seen from afar. Clouds come from three sides, and the wind gives birth to thousands of horses. When the dust is collected, it will be quiet, and a few people will be idle. Suddenly, those who abandoned their bodies are ashamed of their temples.

crossing Yishui

Ming Chen Zilong

Last night, the sword was ringing in the box, and the sad song of Yanzhao was the most uneven. The water is flowing, the clouds are green, and there is nowhere to send Jing Qing.

On the sea (choose one)

Qing Gu Yanwu

When the air invaded the mountains and seas, Qiu Guang came from thousands of miles away. After ten years of fighting, the whole world wept bitterly. Water rushes to the sacred mountain to come to Bai Niao, and Yunfu Xianque sees gold. Where there is no one in this world, I am afraid that it is difficult to reward the heart of a strong man.

I set out to beg the Manchu from Guazhou to Jinling

Qing Zheng Chenggong

I swore to destroy Hu in Linjiang, and I swallowed Wu with ten thousand troops. Try crossing the natural moat with a whip, and don't believe that the Central Plains is not surnamed Zhu!

Mausoleum

Qing Qu Dajun

The cows first opened the Tianque, and the Baodi Palace in Longgang. In the spring grass of the Six Dynasties, thousands of wells fell into the flowers. Visiting old black clothes is rare, and listening to songs is empty. How to destroy the country and hate it is all in Dajiangdong.