"Don't move big" Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Biedongdaer's poems
Gaoshi
Comparison of original translation
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Six purlins drifted away mercilessly, and one left Luo Jing for more than ten years.
It shouldn't be enough for my husband to be poor, and I can't afford to drink when I meet you today.
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Like a bird vacillating and feeling sorry for itself. It has been more than ten years since it left Luo Jing.
A gentleman is determined to win when he is poor, but he can't afford to pay for drinks when he meets today.
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⑴ Dong Da: refers to Dong, a famous musician at that time. Ranked first among its brothers, so it is called "Dongda".
(2) Huang Yun: The dark clouds in the sky are dark yellow in the sun, so they are called Huang Yun. Wei: Dull. Daylight, that is, the sun is dim
(3) who: who. Jun: You mean Dongda here.
(4) Ai (hé): the wings of a bird. Yáo: fluttering. Six purlins are floating around, which means running around without results.
Luo Jing: Chang 'an and Luoyang.
This is a farewell poem to the famous pianist Dong. During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Hu music was popular, and few people could enjoy such ancient music as the lyre. At this time, Gao Shi was also very frustrated, often wandering around and in a bad situation. However, in this farewell poem, his cheerful attitude and heroic style make his farewell speech passionate and inspiring. The first two sentences, "Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the white sky is shining, and the north wind is blowing goose feathers and snow one after another", describe the scene at that time in simple terms: the north wind roared, the yellow sand and Li Qian covered the sky, the clouds everywhere seemed to turn yellow, and the bright sunshine was indifferent at the moment, just like the afterglow of the sunset. It was snowing heavily, and the geese flew south neatly. In this bleak and magnificent environment, the poet bid farewell to the musician who was stunted but unappreciated.