Ask your occupation, Danzhou, Huizhou, Huangzhou. Memories, Lyric Desire, Free Translation and Annotation Translation
The heart is silent and unmoved by external things. I have been drifting all my life, like a ship that can't be tied.
Someone asked me where my career is, namely, Huangzhou, Huizhou and Danzhou.
Su Shi's appreciation of poetry is fresh and vigorous, and his artistic expression is unique. This poem is even more surprising. At first, I said my heart was dying. At first glance, it seems that it has nothing to do with the poet's broad-minded and generous personality. However, after understanding the poet's experience and mood, I can't help but express my deep sympathy for the author's sad heart: Su Shi is "talented and really powerful, so he is immersed in the tour, and there is nowhere to go without Xin" (Zhuang Weixin's Study of Song Poetry)
When writing this poem, it was two months before Su Shi's death, and the author was over sixty years old, so he came to the end of his life. Looking back on my life, I feel depressed and depressed. Even if I have the mighty spirit of loyalty to serve the country, I have to turn it into a long sigh, with unfulfilled ambition. The author can only lament generously and sigh for depravity. The following "Like a Ship Not Tied" refers to his wandering in his later years, expressing his wandering sadness. If it is limited to "entering the play". Su Shi will not be the "Dongpo old man" who makes people smile. He won't and won't indulge in sorrow. Let's look at the last two sentences, "Ask about your life achievements, Danzhou, Huizhou and Huangzhou:" Contrary to the sad mood, it is amazing to replace the sadness of life frustration with the broad-mindedness that has long been used to the world. Su Shi believes that his achievements in life are neither as a minister in the Ministry of Rites, nor as a foreign minister in his ancestral department, nor as a magistrate in Valve State, Xuzhou and Mizhou (the author used to be a magistrate in these three places). In three degraded states. It is really "full of absurd things", but this "Dongpo watch" can best "forget the machine when you are old." Frustrated or bumpy, he doesn't lose his true colors. It's really hopeless romance. The last two sentences are humorous and self-deprecating, but they also profoundly convey the author's delicate mood at the moment.
Creation background11kloc-0/In March, Su Shi set out from Ganzhou, passing through Nanchang, Dangtu and Jinling, and arrived in Zhou Zhen (now Yizheng, Jiangsu) in May, and planned to live in Changzhou via Runzhou in June. The Portrait of Jinshan was made by Su Shi when he visited Longyou Temple in Jinshan, Zhou Zhen. Su Shi (1037-1101) was a writer, painter and gourmet in the Northern Song Dynasty. Zi yue Zhan, no Dongpo lay man. Han nationality, Sichuanese, was buried in Yingchang (now Jiaxian County, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province). I have a bumpy career, profound knowledge, extremely high talent and excellent poetry, calligraphy and painting. His writing style, Wang Yang, is unrestrained and fluent, and he is also called Ou Su with Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties"; Poetry is fresh and vigorous, making good use of exaggeration and metaphor, and its artistic expression is unique. Together with Huang Tingjian, they are called Su Huang. The uninhibited school has a great influence on later generations, and it is called Su Xin with Xin Qiji. Calligraphy is good at running script and regular script, and it can be innovative. Writing with a pen is ups and downs, full of childlike interest. And Huang Tingjian, Mi Fei and Cai Xiang are also called Song Sijia. Painting is the same as literature. In painting, we advocate spirit likeness and "literati painting". He is the author of The Complete Works of Su Dongpo and Dongpo Yuefu. Su Shi
I remember that year, where everyone was, Changting once had a glass of wine. The wine column is far away from pedestrians, and the willow is not folded. Turn white. When the wine is delivered to you, it happens to be after the Qingming Festival. The blue bar remains the same. I asked Jiangnan if he was in Jiangbei, and if he was worried about me, some people were absent. If you can't stay, you can't stay. The sailboat reported the tide again. The wind is rushing, and a song is full of tea. Spring waves wrinkle. Outside the grass, this hatred exists on the earth every year. Stay and shake hands. Countless people meet, laugh for a hundred years, and return several times. -He Menggui in the Song Dynasty, "Catch fish and remember where everyone is" Catch fish and remember where everyone is.
I remember that year, where everyone was, Changting once had a glass of wine. The wine column is far away from pedestrians, and the willow is not folded. Turn white. When the wine is delivered to you, it happens to be after the Qingming Festival. The blue bar remains the same. I asked Jiangnan if he was in Jiangbei, and if he was worried about me, some people were absent.
If you can't stay, you can't stay. The sailboat reported the tide again. The wind is rushing, and a song is full of tea. Spring waves wrinkle. Outside the grass, this hatred exists on the earth every year. Stay and shake hands. Countless people meet, laugh for a hundred years, and return several times. Graceful and restrained, recalling and giving people away, but now I think of Jiangnan music, which was thin when I was young. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism. The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old. -Five Dynasties Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man Memories Jiangnan Music Today" Bodhisattva Man Memories Jiangnan Music Today
Now I recall the benefits of Jiangnan, when the wind was young, the spring clothes were floating and the manners were graceful. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old. Looking back on youth, life in the south of the Yangtze River is green and withered to the end of Taicheng Road, and a strange hometown meets an autumn night. In a strange land, in late autumn, in a sad heart, it is even sadder. The cloud window is still covered. Cool down in summer and summer, take off the flower mat, spread the Luo, and weave the pattern of bamboo mat. Although summer has been collected and alienated, my time still stays when I read firefly Shunang. Jingjiang has stayed the longest, so the old friends are opposite, so there is no limit to thinking. The longer I stay in Jingjiang, the more I miss my old friend, the more I miss my old friend, the more I feel, and the more tortuous I feel. I can only get drunk and drown my sorrows. Xun ate bamboo and brought crabs to the table to match wine. When the sun goes down, even if he is drunk, there is nowhere to run. -Song Zhou Bangyan Qing Wu Li Taicheng Road Qing Wu Li Taicheng Road.
The scenery in autumn is depressed, and the heart in autumn is like weeds in extreme exhaustion. In a strange land, in late autumn, in a sad heart, it is even sadder. The cloud window is still covered. Cool down in summer and summer, take off the flower mat, spread the Luo, and weave the pattern of bamboo mat. Although summer has been collected and alienated, my time still stays when I read firefly Shunang.
Jingjiang has stayed the longest, so the old friends are opposite, so there is no limit to thinking. The longer I stay in Jingjiang, the more I miss my old friend, the more I miss my old friend, the more I feel, and the more tortuous I feel. I can only get drunk and drown my sorrows. Xun ate bamboo and brought crabs to the table to match wine. When the sun goes down, even if he is drunk, there is nowhere to run. In autumn, write about scenery and reminisce about homesickness.