When is the representative poet of Cao Cao?

Cao Cao was a representative poet in Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Cao Cao (155-220), whose real name is Meng De, was born in Peiguoqiao County (now Bozhou, Anhui Province). At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he was an outstanding politician, strategist, writer and calligrapher, and the founder of the Cao Wei regime in the Three Kingdoms.

Cao Cao has profound cultivation in literature, calligraphy and music. His literary achievements are mainly manifested in his poems, and his prose is also very distinctive.

There are more than twenty poems by Cao Cao, all of which are Yuefu poems.

His main works are Autumn Dew, Good Li Xing, Bitter Cold and Walking Out of Xiamen.

Out of Xiamen is a set of poems written by Cao Cao, a writer at the end of Han Dynasty, using the old topic of Yuefu, which was written in the twelfth year of Jian 'an (207) when the author won the Northern Expedition to Wuhuan. This group of poems is divided into five parts, starting with the overture "Yan", followed by four chapters: watching the sea, winter in October, strange land and turtle life. The whole poem describes the scenery around Heshuo, expresses personal ambition, and embodies the heroic spirit of the poet who is ambitious and all-powerful. The artistic conception of the work is broad and the momentum is vigorous.

Watching the Sea and Returning to Life in Out of Xiamen are widely circulated poems.

The original text of Looking at 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.

The Milky Way is full of stars, as if it were born in this vast ocean.

I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

The original text of "although your life is long"

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.

(Teng: Qi) An old horse crouches in the tiger, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyr's twilight years,

I am full of courage. The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Nourishing blessings,

You can live forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.