Watching Fan Qiong peel off people from the Song Dynasty - Lin Jingmo

The people in the hall were dead, and they left the atrium without saying a word.

In spring, the peaches are not in full bloom, but the flowers are blooming to express resentment.

Yin Hong rushes to all directions, with no trace of energy.

Under the empty steps of Bao Chen, I still heard that I was crying softly at night.

Tian Jing Sha - The Last Work of the Song Dynasty - Li Shang

The lonely city has a sudden rain and lingering clouds,

Red ground beacon smoke and crows,

Abandoning his shoes and writing to the palace,

The emperor will live forever,

Don’t abandon the people of Lianghe.

Mourning Fan Xiuniang Song-Zhao Jiu

The mirrors in Bianliang Palace are broken even more broken, and the Han River is cold again in spring.

I advise you not to be troubled by the troubles. Never look at the mountains and rivers separated by them.

Dajiangdong-Song Dynasty on Taihang Mountain-Ma Kuo

On Wuma Mountain in Taihang, Kunpeng soars, thousands of miles from north to south, and his name is famous. If he wins, he will be connected to the state and across the country. If he loses, he will eat dew and drink frost. How can he feel like he is in a foreign country? Who knows the fun in the mountains, and the wine and songs.

Hearing the drums of war, I feel courageous, but my thoughts are unclear. I drive tigers and leopards from far away, and dragons also think about it. Rivers can cultivate fertile soil, and big rivers can wash away monsters. The holy Lord will live long and healthy. I will anoint my chariot and my horse, and I will go to the battlefield with you.

Two Song Song Songs in Mourning for Zhang Suo-Zhao Jiu

one

What is Zhang Qing doing? He is alone in Gui De. Where Tai Ancestor Qianlong was, his swords and axes are now mottled.

It is steep and towering near Taiyue Mountain, and it is known as the Yellow River in the Qing Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the bandits are coming, and I look down and sigh.

Second

There is no place to bury the loyal martyrs, and the palace has no doors. You have been here for a hundred and twenty years, and the temperature has not changed.

Alas, it's all in vain, life and death are not easy to say. I no longer see my smiling face, and I feel faint even if I think of laughing at you.

Nanyang Breaking Jin Wushu of Song Dynasty - Hu Hongxiu

Flying birds send sycamore trees, Northern visitors miss the autumn wind. Holy Lords use heroic weapons, and heroes admire their merits.

The old rules are supported by the military strategy, Zhang Jun takes control of the key points. The world's loyalty is wrapped in sincerity, and the Pengju expresses the great ambition.

Nanyang is lined with four walls, and west of Beijing is full of dust. The rivers and mountains are dangerous and solid, and the soldiers are brave and benevolent.

The kindness and kindness spread all over the world, and all the people have the same surname. Far away in Hebei Province, they are all returnees.

Double Ninth Festival Song-Zhao Jiu

The blue clouds are half-clouded and falling with the wind, and the yellow flowers are in full bloom with the moon.

I don’t know who will share the reward next year. Look at the dogwood more often.

I am in a good mood on March 20th Song-Zhao Jiu

The wind rolls the black hair and the water soaks the beard, who wants to separate the rough and Chinese principles.

The most handsome boy on Zhichun Road, my raccoon slave doesn’t recognize anyone.

Changshe broke Wan Yan and was lazy Song Dynasty - Yue Fei

In late spring when the clear water is clear and the grass is flat, my emperor's fields are hunting for soldiers from heaven.

The heroic spirit is so fast, and the sincere heart is accompanied by millions of people.

Iron clothes, shining sun, golden mail, drums and horns can wash away thunder.

The flag has been tied to the neck, and the iron cavalry is still riding in the Huns camp.

Ode to the Pillar Mountain Song Dynasty-Zhao Jiu

The west wind is blowing away and the new moon is cold, and the lonely minister is holding on to the dangerous pole with only one hand.

Jinhua is fortunate to be remembered in history, and the country depends on it to calm the storm.

Three thousand miles away, Huanglong is far away, and I am facing the end of the river.

If you achieve special honors and sweep away the entire territory, you will return to the east of Hedong River to worship Liu Kuan.

Heyin Gives a Banquet to the Song Dynasty - Lin Jingmo

Traveling around in clothes for a long time, ladies and gentlemen are blinded by Jingqi.

Nanyang Xiang lifts the sword, death and growth part

Abandon the sunburn and dance with the sheng, and the red river surrounds the dragon mat.

Ming Jun imitates Xiu Rong, and hangs his breasts to the west of the river Yin.

Hearing that Hu Yin was tortured in Song Dynasty - Lin Jingmo

On the way to Beijing during the Grain Rain period, famous ministers scattered their horse hooves.

Not only do you embrace the trees on the top of the mountain, you often admire the stream on the dam.

A child woman is used to riding a bow and a horse, riding a falcon and a rabbit on a perch.

Control the beauty of whip marks, and the viewer will be surprised.

Linjiang Immortal Song Dynasty-Wan Qixi

Jade belts and golden helmets are used to banquet in the Prime Minister's house, and everything is in a hurry. In the past, the mandarin ducks only wished they could not meet each other. The roc traveled thousands of miles, and the old orioles were locked in golden cages.

There is a river thousands of miles away, and the winding Genyue Mountains are high in the sky. Looking back, I ask about the trace of Fang. There is still frost and snow in the country, but there is no spring breeze in my home.

In that month, it was said that after the death of Chen Cao, a famous scholar from the south of the Yangtze River, his wife and children were deceived, and the emperor felt that he had something to do with it.

Wangjiang Southern Song Dynasty-Zhao Jiu

At night in the south of the Yangtze River, chasing raccoons to ask questions from west to east, the apricot blossoms were like snow and finally disappeared. The books of a hundred generations were stored in my chest, and they met again.

Chanting the Kite Song-Hong Ya

The dove lives in the artemisia, and the falling phoenix lives in the sycamore tree.

The sound of mist rises in the stillness of the night, and the strings sound in the blue sky.

A close friend interprets the meaning of the music, and endures the humiliation to compose the Northern Song.

Since the top of the green pine tree has fallen, why is it holding the red juniper tree?

In mourning for Zhang Engong - Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty

The Holy Lord looks to the east with worries, and dances with the Hogo in the west.

The rain has dispersed and the dark clouds have cleared, the troops have ceased and there are many things to enjoy.

The drums are exhausted and they cover Mount Dai, and the drifting pestles block the Yellow River.

The majestic strategy clears thousands of miles, and the vast sea has no aftermath.

Yu Yunwen crossed to the north and stayed in Zhang Rongjun's camp. He met his daughter and left a message during the Ming Dynasty.

Sauvignon Blanc Song-Yu Yunwen

One mountain, two mountains.

It is very difficult to get to the water park here,

God has learned this heart elixir.

The peach blossoms are blooming, the peach blossoms are withered,

A farewell official returns after many years,

The children climbed around the bed.

Passing through Fangzhou Song Dynasty - Wu Jie

When I met the general from Fangzhou again, he was very proud of his past achievements.

The bridges and mountains welcome the arrogant captives, and the arms linked are dyed half red.

The bandits are like dolphins and dogs, and the heavenly soldiers are all tigers and dragons.

He headed towards Huanglong Mansion, riding his horse and whistling into the west wind.

Xijiang Moon - Wen Wu Jie was promoted to Commander-in-Chief of the Song Dynasty - Qu Duan

Traveling from south to north, from Guandong to Guanxi, Qian, grandson and Li Zhou have all looked at them, but they are all ordinary bastards!

The face of a Bodhisattva in the temple is like that of a snake or scorpion in the ditch. There is someone who is swift and handsome on the battlefield, riding a sacred horse and an iron elephant!

Presented to Wanyan Loushi Song Dynasty-Zhao Jiu
To be continued...