Poetry about domineering 1. A very domineering poem
China's most domineering poems (incisive, hearty and dripping) are as follows:
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
Rise from the mountain and be angry with the world!
Everything is born to support people, and no one can repay the sky.
Gold is like dirt, and courage is like iron.
Ride across the cliff and shoot Hu Yue with a bow.
A man's head is a wine glass, and he drinks all the blood of hatred.
Whip generously to the Central Plains, not for revenge, not for kindness.
I just feel that the sky is falling, and I want to save Yuanyuan with my bare hands.
Ten years of sorrow, the mountain is like a sick ape.
I'm still bitter if I don't pay people. There are cries everywhere in the southeast.
Endure to make the national clothes fall to the glory of the emperor, and return the heroes of the Central Plains to my rivers and mountains.
A seven-scholar, father and son explore flowers.
Eat Land Rover meat when hungry, laugh, and drink Hun blood when thirsty.
The wind of the world, out of our generation, into the rivers and lakes, was destroyed by years.
When talking and laughing, you can't get drunk tonight!
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
It makes it strong, the breeze blows the hills, it passes through it, and the moon shines on the river.
Trembling clothes, Wan Li flow.
After ten years of grinding a sword, frost and cold have never tried.
Watch the door, forget about James Zhang and wait for Dugan.
Better be a real villain than a hypocrite.
Generous Yan city, calmly do Chu prisoners, lead the knife into the fast, worthy of the young head!
Anyone who makes a strong man will be punished at a distance.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those in high places and those in high places? A person who will never be seen with a sincere face.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
Looking at Jinsong in the dusk, flying around is still very calm.
I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.
But don't call Humadu Yinshan to let Longcheng fly.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
The above is for reference.
2. Ask for some domineering poems
Huang Chao: The rustling west wind is full of chrysanthemums in the courtyard, but it is hard to find cold butterflies.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. Last but not least, Fu Yun will stay in Qiu Lai until September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers after they open.
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. Liu Bangda's wind songs are windy, and the wind is flying, and Wei Jiahai returns to his hometown.
Andrew, soldiers are always looking! I won't send Zhu Yuanzhang to sing the chrysanthemum stage, but I'm afraid if I do. To fight against the west wind, wear golden armor all over.
Monk stone killed millions of soldiers in Jiangnan, and the sword around his waist was still bloody! The old monk doesn't know a hero, just ask his name. At dawn, the golden rooster crows twice, and the cock pouts twice.
Three calls for Fusang Day swept away the remnant star Xiao Yue. Talking loudly and being strict is a weight, so what if Changhong is a pole.
The crescent moon on the horizon is a fishhook. Tell me how many mountains and rivers there are. In the winter of the 18th year of Untitled Emperor, officials gave a banquet in Zhengyang Palace.
Daming Ying shines all over the world, and all corners of the country are in spring. Although the snow on the bamboo branches is low, it is not low in the mud.
Once the sun rises, it is still in harmony with the sky. Untitled ministers get up before I get up. Ministers all sleep and I don't.
Why is Jiangnan rich and still covered with a quilt? Climb the Gulong in Jintan, Jiangsu, look at the faint altar in the southwest and climb the mountain alone.
The smoke temple is circuitous, cloudy and cloudy, and the wind is bamboo and fir. Clean, floating nine, there are three monks' houses among the guests, who will take time off, enjoy the birds and see the mountains and rivers.
March at dawn, busy collecting clothes and flogging, hanging willow tips on the back of the moon; It hasn't rained at two or three, and there are still seven or eight stars hanging in the sky. Maodian chicken has opened its mouth, and the dog barking on the bamboo fence is startled; I can't wait to launch Fusang Day, and the country is in sight.
The untitled sky is a tent, the ground is a blanket, and the sun, moon and stars sleep with me in the morning. I dare not stretch my feet at night for fear of stepping on mountains and rivers.
The cock crows one hook, two hooks and three rounds of red sun to disperse the hazy stars and moons. Scold the scribes for chirping a few crows, full of shit.
I'm not happy today, and everyone will be rotten tomorrow morning. Mao Zedong's poem: Seven old singing frogs sit alone in a pond like tigers, resting in the shade.
If I don't speak first in spring, which bug dares to be quiet.
3. Recommend domineering sentences
Describe the most desolate scenery: how the water of the Yellow River enters the ocean from heaven and never comes back.
The most confident poem: I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back! ! The most arrogant and uninhibited sentence: laugh at the sky and go out, are we Artemisia people? The most helpless poem: The road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan. However, since the water is still flowing, although we use the sword to cut it, it is most in line with Jin Yong's plan to spit out three cups of Xu, and the five mountains are lighter in sad poems, raising a glass to eliminate sorrow.
Fang De and his son quoted how beautiful she looked, opened the poem "Pearl Window" that Li Bai used to pick up girls, and then sat there frowning deeply. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
The most exquisite landscape description: clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and streams are pale by the pallor of fog. Poetry has become a classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people.
The most thrilling description of the scenery: the flying stream goes straight down to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. The loneliest feeling: till's most puzzling sentence, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to take my shadow, making the three of us, the most tearful poem. I pulled out my dagger and stared in four directions in vain: it is a shame to drift from mother to mother, and you can't eat it after three thanks.
China people are most familiar with the classic poem: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The most artistic poem: the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness. The saddest sentence: I pulled out my dagger from a pot of wine among the flowers, and when I was drinking alone, I peeped in four directions in vain. No one accompanied me, it was the most wretched one: when the beauty came, it was full of flowers, and when the beauty left, she stayed under the bed, embroidered and rolled up without sleeping. So far, I have never been tired of hearing Yu Xiang's most artistic poems for three years, only Jingting Mountain.
The most ambitious: kill one person in ten steps and stay a thousand miles away! The brightest sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the bloodiest ones prepare themselves with their teeth and fangs, killing people like hemp. The most backbone is the oath to serve the powerful and humble. People who will never suffer will be seen with an honest face and most reluctantly say that there is no scenery in front of them. Cui Hao wrote a poem about the strongest life. The most meaningless thing is to drink and climb the stairs: Alas!
The most depressing poem: Big Pengfei, eight generations of shock, heaven is powerless to destroy. The afterwind excited me. I swam with the help of mulberry trees.
Later generations have this story, Zhong Ni died, who cried! The most Bai Juyi style: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. The most ambitious: the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, and in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows through Yumen Pass from thousands of miles away.
The most sensational: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. The most embarrassing thing: ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountain, and smile without answering his heart.
Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world. The most romantic and affectionate: I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
The purest: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. Most resentful: the grass in your north is blue as jade, and the mulberry here is curved and green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. The bleakest west wind setting sun, the most heroic cloud of Han tombs: Ah, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen! But the poem "Friends Day" was withdrawn, and the jade was empty.
The richest sentence: spin 1000 pieces of silver, all come back! . Most bloodthirsty: Xiangyun lives in the dawn array, and He Changhong is bloodthirsty.
The most chic: The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart. The most sublime: the curtains are rolled up, as if someone is pulling them open, and the moon is coming in directly, with no intention of guessing.
The most contrary to the party's national policy, the most unfavorable to the construction of a harmonious society: the enemy can be destroyed, the head can be destroyed, and the intestines are involved in blood. Hanging in the sky, with beard and purple plug buried.
Hu Wuming, Han Daochang. I am a madman in the state of Chu. He sang a crazy song, challenging the noblest and most conceited things of Confucius: painting his white stone and playing my pipa.
Youth ambition, even in the city, can end a person's life between a glass of wine. This kind of trip is more difficult than the blue sky in the river and the sea. I don't want to answer Sima Bai's question in Ye Jia, Huzhou. Who is Zi, a layman and a fairy? The name of the restaurant is thirty.
Huzhou Sima why ask, Jin Su Tathagata should come back. Look at Li Bai's preface and other widely circulated poems. The two men fell in love with each other cup after cup.
I'm so drunk, I'm going to bed. When the Ming Dynasty first arrived, it snowed at night. What a lovely piano locked in a bright mirror! Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and go fishing tomorrow. Acacia knows when to meet. At this time, it is embarrassing to know that the soldier is the murder weapon. Pulling out the dagger from my face, I peeked at the four roads in the empty mountain. The peach blossom pool is deep in thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's gift. I brushed my clothes and hid them, and the apes on both sides of the strait cried. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up, ride the wind across the deep-sea Dapeng, and soar nine Wan Li! One day, I will ride the long wind, break through the huge waves, raise my muddy sails and cross the deep sea! We all hold high our yearning for the distance and want to go to the sky to embrace the sun and the moon.
4. Ask friends to recommend some powerful poems, such as spring in Changsha and snow in Qinyuan Spring.
Liu, the counselor of Xijiang Moon in the Southern Song Dynasty, respected me and fought on the frontier. The right time, the right place and the right people. "Can Yan cut it?" Say: "gram". Today the balcony is Tintin, which will bring mountains and rivers next year. Everyone will sing "Song of the Big Wind" in chorus, and in a few days, all directions will come to congratulate him. Chen Liang, the head of Fraxinus mandshurica in the Southern Song Dynasty, did not meet Heather Normal University, but talked about the Kongshi Group in the north. After all, he helped me on the spot. After all, he laughed at Ambassador China. He is like a river, but it still flows only to the east. For the time being, go to the enemy's tent again. I will definitely make up my mind to conquer them in the future. Next time I am with the benefactor, I will be in this country belonging to the great Song Dynasty. The capital of Yao, the land of Shun and the seal of Yu. China should have a semi-disgraced minister! Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are filled with the spirit of nomads in the Jin Dynasty, the heroic spirit of patriots in previous dynasties, and the great resistance to Dae Eui Kim. When will it be unimpeded? There is no need to ask about the fate of the gold people, and the motherland will shine in the sky like a bright sun. The Chen family is still looking at the dangerous building in a nostalgic way, sighing for this idea. How many people have met in ancient times? The ghost set up a magic trick, which was regarded as the northern boundary of southern Xinjiang, and the sky was limited to the northern boundary of southern Xinjiang. Laughing at all the Wang Xie people, I cherish the distant future and learn to cry bravely. With the Yangtze River, I can't manage it, and the rivers and lakes are endless. I just drove for a long time. I don't have to look back. I want to take an oath. If I break a thief, I will ask! Water tune the song. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhang Xiaoxiang's snow washed the dust, and the wind left Chu rhyme. Who wrote the tragic story and blew the horn of the ancient city construction? The lake and the sea are full of heroism, and now the scenery is beautiful. Cut out the candles to see Wu Gou. Only happy rhinos, waves and the sky are floating. I remember that year, Zhou and Xie were rich in the Spring and Autumn Period. When Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, he went there well before his incense was solved. Loki's head in Chibi is in the sunset, and the grass on the side of Feishui Bridge is dying, which is sad. I'm going to swear by the wind to flow to the middle. Liuzhou song king. Fly together and fight in the east of the city. Drinking vigorously, floating in the urn in the cold spring, sucking the sea and hanging the rainbow. Smelling the eagle and the dog, White picked up the carved bow, and the sly cave was empty. This is like a dream of yellow sorghum. I bid farewell to the phoenix, the bright moon and the lonely canopy. My official brother followed me and got pregnant.
5. Poems or phrases that describe people's domineering can be used.
Break the rules and dominate the world.
stride along with one's chin up
Wandering around the world-moving freely around the world
Destroy loneliness and rot
Who wants to have a tit-for-tat battle?
conceited
If I can't do it,
Full of a spirit of conquering mountains and rivers ―― full of courage.
Seek failure in loneliness
Strength can move mountains, and spirit is unparalleled.
The wind is blowing, sweeping the dark clouds in the sky.
Jingoma Tiehengge Ma Yue
The world is rampant, crowned, invincible, swept, unified, invincible and overwhelming.
Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan (5)
Don Lihe
Why don't men take Wu Gou?
Save people from the occupied land!
Please go and see the picture with the founding hero.
Another scholar was made a marquis of the fief system.
Song of the plug
Don
Fu Bo just wants to be buried,
Dingyuan, why enter the customs?
Don't send the wheel back to the cave,
Let's leave an arrow to repair Tianshan Mountain.
Until September 8 next year.
After the chrysanthemum blooms, the flowers wither.
The fragrance permeates Chang 'an.
The curse of golden flower
Chao Huang
And Su Shi's.
Hold a yellow flag on the left, a light-colored brocade hat on the right, a sable and a fur riding roll, and a flat post. ..
Look at Sirius in the northwest.
And the boundless crimson of Yue Fei.
Angry hair rushes to the crown, leans against the aperture, and rests in the rain. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.
6. What poems describe the emperor's domineering?
1, Gaixia Song
Xiang Yu in Han Dynasty
Pull up the mountain and share the anger with the world. Bad times never die.
What can I do without dying? I'm afraid I'm afraid I can't do anything!
Strength can pull out mountains, and heroism is unparalleled in the world. But bad luck makes it difficult for BMW to run. What should I do if I don't advance after the horse? Concubine! Concubine! What should I do with you?
2. Wind songs
Liu bang in Han dynasty
The strong wind blows, the clouds fly, I unify the world, glory goes to glory, how can I get a warrior, and the country is defended in all directions!
The wind is blowing, and the clouds are rolling and rushing with the wind. A mighty Ma Pingchuan, returning home with clothes on. How can we get a warrior to defend our country?
3. chanting on the first day
Zhao Kuangyin in Song Dynasty
At first, the sun was shining and Qian Shan was on fire.
In an instant, a round of heaven drives back the stars and the waning moon.
A red sun is coming to generate, bright and bright, just like a fire from Shan Ye. The sun rose to the vast sky in an instant, driving the stars and the waning moon.
4. Short songs
Cao Cao in Han Dynasty
Singing to wine, life geometry! For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over. A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.
As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off. The weirder, the more useless. Talk about it, and remember the past.
There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on? The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.
Singing while drinking, there are several years in life. Just like the morning dew is fleeting, so much time has passed!
The song at the banquet was impassioned, but the sadness in my heart was hard to forget. By what to alleviate depression? Only drink wine.
Scholar, you make me miss you day and night. It is because of you that I have been chanting deeply to this day. Deer hummed in the sun and ate mugwort leaves in Yuan Ye. Once talented people from all over the world come to our home, I will entertain guests in blowing sheng.
When can I pick the bright moon hanging in the sky? Deep worries can't stop. Guests from afar came to visit me across the criss-crossing fields. Meet again after a long separation, have a heart-to-heart talk and relive the kindness of the past.
There are few stars in the moon, and a group of nesting blackbirds fly south. Fly around the tree for three weeks without breaking your wings. Where can you live? The mountains do not hesitate to look at the towering rocks, but the sea does not abandon the trickle to see the grandeur.
I would like to be as courteous as the Duke of Zhou, and I would like the heroes of the world to submit to me sincerely.
5. The last chrysanthemum
Huang Chao in Tang Dynasty
Waiting for the autumn of the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, the blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, the fragrance of Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in fragrant chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is golden chrysanthemums.
When the Double Ninth Festival comes in autumn and September, chrysanthemums will bloom and other flowers will wither. The blooming chrysanthemums are dazzling and the fragrance permeates Chang 'an. The whole city is bathed in fragrant chrysanthemums, and there are golden chrysanthemums like armor everywhere.