Anger rushes to the crown, rain falls on the railing. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't wait to see young people's heads turn white, empty and sad.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car to break through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay and clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning and go to the sky.
My hair stood on end because I was angry, and I touched my hat. I climbed the tall building alone and looked from a distance. The storm just stopped. Looking up, I can't help screaming at the sky and serving my country. The fame built in the past 30 years is as insignificant as dust, and the 8000-mile journey came back after the news of Dolly came out. There are few clouds and the sun and the moon. Don't idle away your years until you are old. The shame of Jingkang's transformation has not been washed away by snow. When will the resentment of the detainees disappear! I want to drive a chariot to level Helan Mountain. Full of ambition, he eats the flesh of the Hu people when he is hungry and drinks the blood of the Huns when he is thirsty. When I regain the mountains and rivers of the past, I will win again.
Thoughts and feelings: It shows the author's firm confidence in recovering the country and his deep hatred for the enemy.
About the author: Yue Fei (11March 24, 2003-142-65438+1October 27), a native of tangyin county in the Southern Song Dynasty, is a famous strategist, strategist, calligrapher and poet in history. 114265438+10, Yue Fei was framed by Qin Gui, Zhang Jun and others, and his eldest sons Yue Yunhe and Zhang Xiantong were killed on trumped-up charges. In Song Xiaozong, Yue Fei was rehabilitated and reburied in Qixialing, West Lake, chasing Wu Mu, then Zhong Wu and sealing the king of Hubei.