A book that expresses unhappiness.
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When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.
It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.
Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
Note: 1, book indignation: expressing indignation. Book: Write 2. Ship: battleship 3. Guazhoudu: Place name, now on the other side of Zhenjiang. 4. Big Three Pass: Place name, southwest of Baoji County, Shaanxi Province, at the junction of Song and Jin Dynasties. 5. Stuck on the Great Wall: The author compares himself to. 6. Naoto Kan: Yes. Even: between brothers. The meaning is similar.
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The whole poem is closely linked to one? Angry? Words can be divided into two parts. The first half describes Mr. Xie, who made up his mind to recover lost ground in his early years, while the second half laments that he will never come again and his ambition is hard to be rewarded.
? When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain. ? At that time, he went to the front line against gold, looked north at the Central Plains, withdrew his lofty aspirations and was firm as a mountain. When a hero is useless, he will return to the memory of Kingoma Iron. At that time, the poet looked north at the Central Plains, and the heroic spirit of recovering lost land was like a mountain, full of courage. The poet never thought it would be so difficult to kill the enemy and serve the country. Think? I am selfless and serve my country, so I will fulfill my country. I didn't expect traitors to hinder me and destroy me, so that I was repeatedly ousted. At the beginning of the poem, the poet asked himself how depressed he was.
? Louchuan? In two sentences, write about Song Bing's resistance to the nomads from the southeast and northwest, and summarize the poet's past travels? At the age of thirty-seven, the author worked as a judge and a road manager in Zhenjiang for eight years. At the age of 48, he worked in Nanzheng as Wang Yan's adjutant. When Lu You was in the army, he rode a horse on the Wei River one night. Then he recalled it and wrote it down? When I was a teenager, I bravely joined the army! Riding a pottery hippo alone and holding medals at night? (Wind and Rain at the End of the Year). He visited the three customs and the first line several times. What happened later? I once went to Weihe River from Rong Qing, and I was near the thief. Get on the horse in iron clothes and kick the ice, sometimes not eating for three days? ("I am very impressed with taking rice from Jiangbei Village to make rice fragrance"), tracing back to this fighting life. At that time, looking at the northern Central Plains, it was also heroic. However, in September this year, Wang Yan was transferred back to Lin 'an, and his special envoy in Fu Xuan was also scattered in the government's staff, and the Northern Expedition once again became a bubble. These two sentences sum up the glorious past just right? You want to kill a thief, but you can't help it? In sharp contrast to the eyes. ? Good times may make him hate for a year, and the first autumn is another year. ? If the poet wants to restore the Central Plains today, his heart is full of tears. From the perspective of poetic art, these two poems also show Lu You's great poetic talent. ? Louchuan? With what? Night snow? ,? Iron horse? With what? Autumn wind? Together, the two images are two vast and magnificent battlefield scrolls. Image selection is very clean and typical.
? Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded. ? The years are not alive, the prime of life is over, the ambition is not paid, and the temples are spotted first. This is lamented day and night by poets who have dedicated themselves to their country. Lu You is not only a poet, but also a conceited strategist. It's a pity that I don't have a layer of excellent talent in my life. ? Don't treat a scholar lightly, can you beat a thief when you get on the horse? (Taixi),? Wan Lixin held the predecessor of Zhou Wang all his life? Reading the Art of War at night is his eternal wish. ? Stuck on the Great Wall? In other words, the poet borrowed from the famous Liu and Tan Daoji, a scholar in the Song Dynasty. This shows that when it was young, it was magnificent, defending the country, and it was sharp-edged. Now, however, the poet's unfulfilled ambitions are all hung up by one person? Empty? Words. Ambition failed, struggle failed, everything failed, but looking at myself in the mirror was the first spot to decline, and my head was smashed. Compared with each other, they are full of sadness. This ending is not the disappointment of the poet, nor the poet's failure to try his best, but the misunderstanding of the villain and the grinding of the world. The author has a heart, but God won't. Sorrow is depression and anger.
? Real name first, who is better than one thousand years! ? Tail couplet also uses code to clarify the will. Zhuge insisted on the Northern Expedition, though? Make a name for yourself? But it is famous all over the world. Who can match in a thousand years? . After thousands of years, no one can compare with it Obviously, the poet's canon deliberately belittles the mediocre villain from top to bottom in the ruling and opposition parties, which indicates that he will also restore his ambition in the Central Plains? Famous? . The poet can't find comfort in reality, so he has to put his soul longing for comfort in the future, which is naturally helpless. The poet has to pour out his frustration when he is depressed. Through Zhuge Liang's allusions, I pursue the achievements of the sages, indicating that my patriotic enthusiasm will never change, and I am eager to emulate Zhuge Liang and display my ambitions. Looking back at the whole poem, we can see that every sentence is full of gas, and every word is full of gas. Poetry is full of anger.
A poem describing an unhappy mood
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
Another temple is not born, but it looks like the hair in the city. Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water.
Fall into deep sorrow and hidden sorrow, and tell more with silence than with voice-Don Bai Juyi;
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner.
I just started out as a teacher, and I can tell my real name, but it's good for a thousand years. -Song Luyou & gt
A moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously-Don Li Shangyin & gt
I can't get rid of this situation. I just frown, but I feel it. -Song Liqing photo & gt
The grass is short and green, and the mountains and moons are bright. That night, I woke up and the roof was crying.
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers-Song Li Qingzhao & gt
Why should a strong brother complain about willow? Spring breeze doesn't pass Yumen Pass-Don Wang Zhihuan & gt
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. They fall in love with the floor and talk about their worries in order to add new words-Song Xin Qi Ji>
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing eastward.
Pedestrians branch from north to south, and flowing water connects Yugou from east to west. I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry.
Looking for it, it is lonely, sad and miserable-Song Li Qingzhao & gt
There are many disappointments in life, the moon is not always round, and spring is easy to get old.
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
Dreams are as urgent as water, and white hair is as new as grass. Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others.
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping.
This time, what a sad sentence.
I'm afraid the grasshopper boat in Shuangxi can't bear much worry.