The meaning of this poem is:
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and paragraph reminds people of the year of Huang Jinhua.
My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by butterfly dreams; Another example is watching the emperor, turning the cuckoo into a cuckoo.
Hai Ming Yue Ming, Jiao Ren's tears are pearls. Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke.
The feelings of joys, sorrows and sorrows cannot be recalled today, but they have been inadvertently long ago.
The poet's life experience, unspeakable pain and bitter feelings are trapped in his chest, and his hair is like a poem. I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to say that there is hatred in Jinse's poems about where you will go. The poet recalled his youth, felt sad about his misfortune, and pinned his grief and indignation.
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I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.