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Cao Cao Poems
Hao Li Xing
Gallant men there were, from the Eastern lands, rallying against the nefarious ones. At Mengjin, where the last Alliance met, they vowed
Walking from Xiamen and Looking at the B...
East face Jieshi mountain And gaze blue sea Water how dancing gently Mountain island towering
To My Wine
To my wine I sing of the times of peace, when officers shall not make calls at the door. The ruler is bright and virtuous,
Though the Tortoise Lives Long
Though the tortoise blessed with magic powers lives long, Its days have their allotted span; Though winged serpents ride high on the mist, They turn to dust and ashes at the last;
Mo Shang Sang
Driving a rainbow, Riding crimson clouds, I ascend the Nine Peaks to the Gates of Jade.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
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Hao Li Xing
Gallant men there were, from the Eastern lands,
rallying against the nefarious ones.
At Mengjin, where the last Alliance met,
to free the Capital from the evil shroud.
Though their forces were one, their minds
divided; hesitant they marched
like geese leaderless.
And not long after,
among themselves; for profit they sought.
The younger Yuan himself an emperor made,
In the north the other carved a seal of jade.
When last did armour leave the soldiers' frames?
Lice and fleas infest the long-worn metal.
From a myriad...