Lu you, a character view, a famous writer, historian and patriotic poet of the southern song dynasty.
His poems are prolific, both passionate and ambitious. There is a love of life and a gentle love poem.
Today I will read the 13 most famous poems of lu you.
In the son
Song dynasty: lu you.
A dead man knows all things, but sorrow is not the same.
In the northern part of the king's division, the family sacrifice was not forgotten.
Autumn night will know the hedge door to cool feeling two.
Song dynasty: lu you.
It's a long way to the southwest.
The ambition of the disease to dissipate, go out to scratch a path-born.
Three thousand miles to the east, five thousand to the sky.
The tears of the people in the dust, wang shi in the south of the year.
On the evening of July 16, qiu bomei looked at chang 'an nanshan.
Song dynasty: lu you.
Autumn to the edge of the corner of the voice, beacon fire. The sad song is built, with the high - end wine, this is carefree.
Love who is like nanshan moon, especially the clouds open. Ba qiao yanliu, qu jiangchi pavilion, should treat people.
On the fourth of November, the wind and rain were two.
Song dynasty: lu you.
Wind volume jianghu village, the four mountains sound waves.
I don't go out with the dogs.
The village is not self-pity, shansi is the national garrison.
In the night, listening to the wind blowing rain, the iron horse glacier dream come.
I love you.
Song dynasty: lu you.
In that year, wanli looked for a seal, a state of the horse. Where does guan river dream break? Dusty old mink.
The beard is not gone, the temples fall, the tears flow. In this life, the heart is in tianshan, the old cangzhou.
One of the five angry books.
Song dynasty: lu you.
The early years of the tide of life, the north of the central plains.
On the night of the building, the island of snow guazhou, the iron horse autumn wind.
The wall of the wall is empty, and the mirror is worn with a spot.
The teacher is a real name of the world, thousands of who can match!
A disease book bad
Song dynasty: lu you.
The sick bone has a narrow cap, and the lone minister, wanli jianggan.
When a man is too proud to forget, he will have to close the coffin.
Heaven and earth god fu temple, jing hua father and luan.
As a teacher, I look more closely at night and night.
Reading on a winter night is a hump.
Song dynasty: lu you.
Knowledge of the ancients is obvious, young and strong.
The paper has to come to an end, and I know it.
It's an operator.
Song dynasty: lu you.
It is lonely without a Lord. It is dusk alone sorrow, more wind and rain.
Unintentional struggle for spring, a group of jealous. Only the incense is the same as the dust.
Linan spring rain began.
Song dynasty: lu you.
The world has a thin veil over the years.
Xiaolou night listening to the spring rain, the dark alley Ming dynasty selling apricot flowers.
The low paper is inclined to do grass, fine window fine milk play tea.
The plain-clothes moaned and moaned, still and clear.
Swim in shanxi village
Song dynasty: lu you.
Mocha farmers' dachshund, the abundant year of the hakka fish.
There is no road to the mountains and rivers.
The xiao drum follows the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if idle by month, ZhuZhang knock all night.
Reproduction of red hands
Song dynasty: lu you.
Red crisp hand, yellow heat liquor, full city spring palace wall willow. The east wind is evil and the love is thin. A sad, a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring as sweet, thin people empty, cheeks red Yi appeal. Peach blossom, idle pool. Although the mountain league is in, jin shu difficult to hold. Mo, mo, mo!
Shen garden 2 first
Song dynasty: lu you.
The city is angled with the Angle of the sun, and shen yuan is not restored.
The sad bridge under the spring wave green, has been a surprise.
In the four decades since the end of the dream, shen yuan has never been a fan.
This body is a collection of mountains and earth, and is still in the world.