Huanxisha
Nalanxingde
Walking towards Yunshan, the north wind blows the hiss of falling horses, and the late autumn is far away!
At dusk, a touch of smoke keeps the base, and the half pole is partial to the old city. When will you hate the past and the present?
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① Selected from Notes on Nalan Ci, Volume I (Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House, 2003). Nalan Xingde (1655— 1685), formerly known as Nalan Chengde, was a Manchu poet in Qing Dynasty. The word set includes the side hat set and the drinking word. In August of the 21st year of Kangxi (1682), Nalan Xingde was ordered to visit Suolong and returned in December. This word was written in this period.
(2)[ if] what.
(3) [base] the camp of the border guards.
(4) [Guancheng] Guansai Castle.
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All the way to the northern frontier, the cold north wind blew away the neigh of the good horse, making people inaudible. In the distant frontier fortress, in the bleak late autumn season, my heart can't be calm for a long time.
In the sunset, wild smoke floats on the abandoned camp, which reminds people of the story of the Golden Goma Railway from ancient times to the present, and their mood is ups and downs.
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Jumping into the distance, Yunshan is vast; Ma Benteng, the north wind is howling. In this late autumn border, what kind of mood should we use to feel this biting cold and this emptiness? The smoke from the kitchen at dusk drifted by and the sun set. The desolate camp and the dilapidated Guancheng are even more desolate and lonely. The sky is high and the clouds are light, ancient and modern are boundless, individual life is limited, and the vast universe is infinite. Such "hidden hatred" comes and goes quietly, when will it be flat! The poet's feeling is delicate and keen: Ma Si's voice is blown down by the north wind, the smoke cloud is a "touch" and the sunset is a "half pole". Everything seems to be measurable, and everything is ultimately difficult to measure. This is the poet's motivation to sing in dismay! Writing heroic feelings in small words, between scales, freely put and put, shows the author's extraordinary artistic skill.