Far from Hunan, Hubei and Jiangxi, far from the front line of the Anti-Japanese War, Xin Qiji was already very depressed, and this time he left his job for ten years, which aggravated his depression. It was in this difficult situation to express his depression that he wrote this word.
The upper and lower paragraphs of the whole word strongly contrast the forms of juvenile sadness and old age sadness. "Young people don't know sorrow taste, fall in love with the floor. I fell in love with the floor and said I was worried about giving new words. " As a teenager, Xin Qiji was full of confidence and hope for his future. Although he grew up in the enemy-occupied areas of the Central Plains, his thoughts were not affected at all.
When he was a teenager, he was deeply encouraged by the heroic spirit of the northern people against gold. He not only has his own courage and talent against Jin Xingguo, but also believes that the Central Plains can be recovered and the Jin invaders can be driven away. So he doesn't know what "worry" is, and he hopes to send troops to the north one day to expel the Jin people and build a great cause. At that time, he just "fell in love with the floor", climbed high, looked far and expressed his ambition.
Even if he is sad, he is forced to say it. A word "strong" describes Xin Qiji's youthful frivolity at that time. In his mind, nothing can be explained by sadness, and nothing can't be solved. It was only when he wrote poems that he learned to sympathize with the ancients and speak with pain.
It's different now. The era of blood is over. The cruelty and ruthlessness of reality have changed his mind too much. The deeper he knows about reality, the more clearly he realizes the distance to recover lost ground. "Now that I know all the sadness, I want to say it. I want to say that I'd better take a break, it's so cold in autumn. " Now he has climbed a tall building again, but things have changed, and he has already lost his enthusiasm and innocence.
Now I know what sadness is. I already have too much sadness in my heart, but I want to say it and swallow it. On the one hand, the rulers at that time were bent on peace and were oppressed by hawks. As a representative figure of hawks, Xin Qiji is in a very difficult situation, being squeezed out and framed everywhere, which makes him dare not say that he has something on his mind.
On the one hand, he is a person at this time, without a confidant, understanding or appreciation. Even if he is worried, who should he tell? Even if he did, what's the use? It's better not to tell than to forget. On the other hand, real worries can be expressed in words, and those worries can be ignored. Since they can be fired, this is not a big problem. Xin Qiji's mind is different.
His worry is a big worry about the survival of the country and the livelihood of the people. He can't get rid of it, so he can only bear it alone. Although condescending is a good time to express my feelings, I have nothing to say, "It's a cool autumn". I can express my grief and indignation in my heart with a calm sentence, making the deep shallow, the thick light, making the depressed feelings more intriguing and making people understand his sadness.
Ugly Slave is the work of Xin Qiji, a poet in Song Dynasty.
The original text is as follows:
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor.
Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.
I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
The original text is as follows:
People don't know the taste of sadness when they are young, and they like to climb high and look far. I like to climb high and see far, and I am reluctant to say that I am worried about writing a new word. Now I have tasted sadness, but I want to say it but I can't say it. I want to say it, but I can't say it. What a cool autumn!
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Creative background:
Xin Qiji wrote this word when he was impeached and left his post and lived in a lake. The writing time was between eight years in Xichun, Song Xiaozong (11) and three years in Zongshaoxi, Song Guang (1 192). Xin Qiji often visited Boshan during his stay at the lakeside. Boshan has beautiful scenery, but he is not interested in enjoying it. Seeing more and more national affairs, I can't do anything about it, and I can't get rid of my worries. So I wrote this sentence on a wall of Boshan Road.