Which poem comes to mind by Marshal Ye s Night Crossing in the Capital Splashing Sound .

Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaving. I didn't hear the sound of the machine, but I heard the woman sigh. What do you think?

Ask the woman what she remembers? Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember. Last night, I saw the military post, and the Khan ordered a large number of troops.

There are twelve volumes of military books, and the scrolls have the name of the master. Grandpa has no eldest son, and Mulan has no eldest brother. I am willing to be the saddle horse of the city, and from now on I will fight for the master.

The east market buys horses, the west market buys saddle sheath (jiān), the south market buys bridle (pèi) head, and the north market buys long whips. As soon as I leave my grandmother, I will stay by the Yellow River at dusk. I don't hear the voice of my grandmother calling her daughter, but I hear the splashing of the Yellow River.

As soon as he left the Yellow River, he went to the head of Montenegro at dusk. I didn't hear the voice of the grandmother calling the girl, but I heard the chirping of Yanshan Hu Qi. Thousands of miles to the plane, Guan Shan is like flying.

Shuo Qi Chuan Jin Ji (tuò), cold light iron clothing. The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. When I returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Ming Hall.

Twelve turns, rewards hundreds of strong. Khan asked what he wanted, Mulan didn't need Shang Shulang, he was willing to gallop thousands of miles and send his son back to his hometown. When the grandmother heard that the girl was coming, she went out to help Guo Xiang; 阿妹 (zǐ) Wen Mei came, and took care of the red makeup; When the younger brother heard that his sister was coming, he sharpened his knife and went to the pigs and sheep.

Open the door of my east pavilion and sit on my west pavilion bed. Take off my wartime robes and put on my old clothes. When the window is cloudy, the mirror is yellow.

When I went out to see the fire companion, the fire companion was all busy. has been together for 12 years, but I don't know that Mulan is a girl. The feet of the male rabbit are fluttering, and the eyes of the female rabbit are blurred; Twin rabbits walk on the ground, can Ann tell that I am male and female?

The Red Army's anti-Japanese Long March, the night crossing in the capital splashed and splashed".

The starry night crossed the Du River, and Gupi Xintian won the battle".

Luo Tianyan, the first degree of the Long March, the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall, Pingshan Ranch.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

Such a strong explanation ... Admire.

Du Fu, Chunwang.

"Bamboo Branches".

Don Yoo Yu-seok.

The willows are green and the river is level, and the singing sound on the Lang River is heard.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is merciless and sunny.

Climbing the Stork Tower" Tang Wang's Channel.

At the end of the day, the Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to be poor, go to the next level.

Spring Day" Song Zhu Xi.

Shengri seeks the Fangsi waterfront, and the boundless scenery is new.

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring.

Quatrain" Song Seng Zhinan.

The ancient wood is tied with a short canopy in the shade, and the cane helps me across the east of the bridge.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind.

Mountain Walk" Don Du Mu.

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a home.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Bamboo branch words, this is a love song written in the style of folk songs. The gist is: the willows by the river, the leaves are green, the river flows slowly horizontally, and a light boat travels on the river.

The girl on the shore suddenly heard the young man in the boat singing to her. The impression she got from the singing was that although the other party did not express it more explicitly, it seemed to have some affection. This is really like the sunny and rainy weather in the Huangmei season, let's say it's a sunny day, it's still raining in the west; Let's say it's a rainy day, the sun is still coming out in the east, which is unpredictable, whether there is no "love" or "love".

Du Mu "Jiangnan Spring".

Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind.

There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain.

Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe.

The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower".

In the past, people have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here.

The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.

Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass and parrot island.

Where is Sunset Township?

The Yanbo River makes people sad.

Du Fu "Wangyue".

How is Dai Zongfu?

Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Painting Lan Ming Dong Qichang.

The green leaves are green and green and the stone is planted, and the lone root does not bloom with the flowers.

Under the window of the wine room, the incense comes from the paper.

Bamboo Pavilion Tang Wang Wei.

Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

Looking at the snow in the south.

Don Zuyong. The end of the south is beautiful, and the snow floats in the clouds.

The forest shows that the darkness is dark, and the twilight in the city is cold.

Chrysanthemum Tang Yuanzhen.

The autumn bushes are like pottery, and the edge of the fence is becoming more and more oblique.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless.

Painting Lanqing Zheng Banqiao.

The bluegrass has been formed, and the meaning of the mountains is long.

Steadfast and self-embracing, what to fight the crowd.

Mountain garden Xiaomei. Song Lin.

The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul.

Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for sandalwood to be a gold bottle.