My personality and spirit, like Yushu in the breeze, like the bright moon in the sky, can't dance with the world! Alas, I bowed down to a property in Huzhou and became a young tree nurse. If you are like a horse, you will have a thousand miles of ambition, but you can't do anything with your hands and feet tied. In view of this, I would like to take the blame and resign as a company executive! From then on, I broke through the cage and released Cai Feng. I opened the iron lock and walked away from the dragon. Like seagulls galloping in Bai Ou and Wan Li, galloping in the vast sea of clouds, who can practice!
That is to say, this way
I see through the world of mortals in classical Chinese. The original "I see through the world of mortals" is an explanatory sentence, explaining my own views. Because it is based on the original work "I have not broken the world of mortals", the original work is also a dynamic explanatory sentence.
In classical Chinese, the pronoun "I" is usually used as a pronoun, and the verb "he who sees through" was originally a medieval classical Chinese. For example, Song's "Broken Array" said, "Looking at the surprise, I ignored yesterday's dream." .
The polyphonic notional word "Red Dust" is also a classical Chinese in Buddhist language, and Buddhism refers to the world. For example, the fourth fold of Ming Jia Zhong Ming's Jin Anshou: "Going to Xiao Dan, Jiangque and Yaotai today is more important than the world of mortals."
So the main idea of the original classical Chinese is: I see through the world of mortals.
3. What classical Chinese poems describe that you are open-minded, see through the world, you will be kind to yourself, remember the past, and you can still catch up. Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday.
There are many troubles in the world, and the birds are tired of flying back. Sighing beauty is a cinch, Xuantang is livable.
The first four sentences are Yuan Ming's Gui Xi Ci. It means:
Recalling the past can no longer be persuaded, but knowing the future can still grasp the pursuit. I was really lost, but I didn't go too far. I think I am right now, but I was wrong before.
I wrote the last four sentences temporarily. The meaning is as follows:
The world is too complicated, my heart is tired, I am tired of flying like a bird, and now I want to come back. Sighing beauty is really beyond me, only the front of my mother is where I should live.
Xuan: Hemerocallis, the meaning of the ancient mother.
4. China ancient prose "Longing for Sadness" Liu Yong has many such poems.
Yu Linling [Jinse/Li Shangyin] I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a flower-like tooth. A youthful interval, Saint Zhuangzi is daydreaming, fascinated by butterflies, and the king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo. Mermaids drop pearl-like tears into the next round of moonlight, blue sea and blue sky, breathing their jade in the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it [Yu Linling/Liu Yong]. I went to a thousand miles of smoke, and Chu Tiankuo was sentimental and sad since ancient times, which is even more worthy of being left out. Where is the Clear Autumn Festival? Where are the breeze and waning moon in Yang Liuan? This should be a good time for several years, but there are thousands of customs. Who can I talk to [Yu Meiren/Li Yu]? I know how many small buildings were built last night, and the old country of Dongfeng is unbearable. Yueyue jade carving should still be there. Just ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Lonely and lonely, going to the West Building, the moon is like a hook, lonely and unbearable, being locked in the deep courtyard of Wutong, making a mess, leaving sorrow is a common taste in my heart [Langtaosha/Li Yu] It is raining outside the curtain, and the spring scenery is fading. I don't know if I'm a dream guest. I am greedy and happy by myself. It's easy to watch when it's time, ugly when it's time, and ugly when it's time. Spring has gone to heaven and earth. [Untitled/Yuan Zhen] The sea is difficult for water. The eternal amber lazily looks back at half the sky of monasticism [flowers are not flowers/Bai Juyi]. Flowers come and go in the middle of the night like spring dreams. How long has it been floating like a cloud without finding a place? 8.[ Jiang/Su Shi] Ten years of life and death two Wan Li. I don't think about it. Never forget the lonely grave. Even if we meet, it should be ignorance of dust, such as a frosty night, dreaming of returning to my hometown. Xiao Xuan window is to dress and take care of each other. Only tears can be expected to break your heart every year. Lotus root is fragrant and moist, and autumn is light. Who sent the brocade book to Lan Zhouyun alone? When the moon is full, flowers fall and water flows in the west wing. A kind of lovesickness is two leisure feelings. Nothing can eliminate this situation, but the eyebrows are in my heart.