This is a dynasty full of too much prosperity and instability.
That is a man who is always responsible for revitalizing the world.
Who is it, comfortable, listening to the birds singing in the snow?
Who has lofty sentiments and is willing to climb the top of Mount Tai and look down on all beings?
Who is it, worrying about the country and the people, crying silently in the sad flowers and birds?
The prosperity of Zhenguan has faded quietly, and Yang Fei, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, only covered her romantic life with a handful of loess, but you seem to be still sitting in the thatched cottage of history, shouting! Shout!
Du Fu, Du Gongbu, Du Zimei.
You wrote "the place where petals flow like tears", you wrote "once you climb to the top of the peep, one will see it", and you left angrily "when I suddenly see this house in front of me, my house will freeze to death alone!" However, what impressed me the most was your sadness in writing "Shi Qu Guan".
"The sound of rain for a long time at night is like crying and choking." In the dim moonlight, ten words erode the bones and burn the heart, bit by bit, bit by bit, endless tears and heartbroken! The country broke and the family died. What about Lingyun's ambition? Talk about how to make the country safe!
All that's left is this pale hate!
How can you not hate it? I am young and energetic, and I would like to climb the bright moon and Mount Tai for nine days, but now, Datang, Datang, you are so shabby and decadent! Why do you only see "a princess riding the world of mortals laughing" and forget "Jiugong City Que is full of smoke!" Listen, An Lushan's clank iron horse! Listen! The cries of ordinary people make people's intestines break! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I can't change it, I can't change it!
Honey, are you okay? My son, are you healthy? Taibai, my best friend, once turned down a foreign envoy to win the imperial concubine's inkstone, and Lux took off his boots. Finally, he sang a song in the elegant White Deer Plain and lay drunk in front of the Iraqis under the moon. He said: "Ann can bend down to serve dignitaries, and no one will suffer!" " How chic! Forgive my separation from you, wife. Du fu can only carry the country on his shoulders and give up being immersed in love!
"I miss dancing butterflies from time to time, and the charming Yingying is just crying!" Butterflies are still attached to flowers, Datang. After all, you missed the time. At that time, you came home after stepping on flowers, and the horseshoes were fragrant. However, when the waves of the years go by, who would have thought that the talented people in their twilight years are facing the hatred of the country and the family, singing birds and flowers, and dying?
The lotus in Datang is graceful, and so are you. You have no idea. Wandering outside the sword for five years, your heart is even barren!
Take it, take it!
The son trotted all the way to report: "Dad, the north has harvested thistles!" " "
You shed tears, I recited your poems, and the wandering days finally ended. I can finally go back to my hometown in my lifetime! Cover a roll of Tang Shi, fragrant grass is growing, wine is in sorrow, and acacia is everywhere. Du Lang, Du Lang, 1000 years later, when I think of you again, do you still remember frowning and wearing a thin shirt?