Fortunately, Lian is a Chinese word, which means lucky and wonderful. It is the official ending of Yuefu poetry, which was added by people when composing music.
I. Explanation of words:
Fortunately, I am very happy.
Very: very.
To: Pole.
Ah: auxiliary words, expressing exclamation tone.
Second, the example:
The following "Looking at the Sea" and "Although the Turtle is Born", the former describes the heroic feelings facing the sea, while the latter describes Cao Cao's triumphant mood after pacifying the northern Wuhuan. "Fortunately, even the songs are full of ambition" has something to do with poetry. In the last poem "A Foreign Land", the poet described the desolate fields and the bleak people's livelihood and lamented that "the heart often sighs and complains. The following poems were all written by Cao Cao.
See the sea
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Although turtles live a long life.
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
October in winter
In October, the north wind haunts,
It's sunny with frost.
Yao Ji sings in the morning, Hongyan flies south,
Storks lurk and bears live in caves.
The money stopped and the crops were harvested.
Set the whole journey and connect with the merchants.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Different soils
The countryside is different. It's winter by the river.
The ship is difficult to sail.
The cone does not enter the ground, and the sound is far-reaching.
When the water runs out, the ice will dance.
Hermits are poor, brave and chivalrous.
The heart often sighs and complains, which makes people sad.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.