Spring mud is protecting flowers.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

From Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems in the late Qing Dynasty.

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

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This poem, the fifth in Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems, describes the poet's mood when he left Beijing. Although with "mighty sorrow", it means that we still have to make final efforts for the country and the people.

The first two lyric narratives of this poem show the spirit of being bold and free and easy in infinite emotion. On the one hand, parting is sad. After all, after living in Beijing for many years, old friends are like clouds and the past is like smoke. On the other hand, parting is easy and pleasant. After all, I have escaped the shackles and can go back to the outside world to do other things. In this way, the sadness of parting and the joy of returning are intertwined, both "mighty parting" and "whipping the East"; There is daylight, the west and the vast horizon. These two paintings complement each other and make each other interesting, which is a true portrayal of the poet's mood that day. The last two sentences of the poem use falling flowers as metaphors to express their own feelings, which naturally blend into the discussion of image metaphor. "Turning into spring mud protects flowers more", the poet said and did the same. After the Opium War broke out, he wrote to Liang Zhangju, the governor of Jiangxi in Shanghai, many times to discuss state affairs, and hoped to join the shogunate to offer suggestions. Unfortunately, the poet died in Danyang Academy soon (only 50 years old), unable to realize his social ideal. What a pity.

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

If you don't touch the mud, you won't be evil.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Work of Helping the Sea

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. Lu You's Yongmei

Where to drink at sunset? The embroidered saddle horse hissed and was covered with blue musk deer. Wei Zhuang's "Huanxisha"

Life is a happy thing. Listening to Jin Bianxi at night, even if the mountains fall, I am willing to grind them into mud.

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early warblers competed for warm trees, and their new swallows pecked at new soil.