A poem describing a charcoal seller

"Selling Charcoal Weng" Bai Juyi sells Charcoal Weng, reducing his salary and burning charcoal halfway up the mountain. His face is covered with dust and smoke, his temples are gray and his fingers are black. How does he make money by selling charcoal? I have food in my mouth. I'm in rags and worried about charcoal. I hope it will be cold. At night, I came to a foot-thick city. I drove a charcoal car on the ice. The cow was trapped and hungry, so I rested in the mud outside the south gate. Who are the two riders? The yellow messenger is wearing a white shirt. He put his hand on the paper, shouted at the cow and led it to the north. A load of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, is really a pity for this official and the general driving. Half a horse's red yarn, a piece of silk, and a cow's head filled with charcoal. [Note] 1, quotation marks: (zhé)2, quotation marks: (shü) 3. Deeply exposed the essence of "Miyagi" and strongly lashed the rulers for robbing the people. This poem didn't "show its grand plan" like some articles in New Yuefu, but came to an abrupt end at the climax of contradictions and conflicts, so it was more subtle, powerful, thought-provoking and exciting. It is no accident that this poem has been read by thousands of people for thousands of years.