There are 300 ancient poems, with translations and annotations.
The clothes are covered with the dust of the journey and the traces of messy wine. Going out on official business, there is no place that does not make people gloomy and sad.
Should I be a poet all my life? Why ride a thin donkey and go to the sword gate in the drizzle?
Appreciate this is a well-known masterpiece, poetic and very touching. But not everyone understands its profound meaning, especially the fourth sentence is so beautiful that it is easy for readers to "explain the sentence and forget the text". If you don't contact the author's life thoughts and circumstances at that time, and don't understand the whole poem and combine it with other works of the author, it is easy to misunderstand. The author first wrote, "The dust and wine stains on clothes are fascinating everywhere." In his later years, Lu You said, "When you go to Wan Li for 30 years, no matter the north or the south, you dare not climb the building" ("Thinking of Liang Yi on an Autumn Night"). Liang is Nanzheng and Yi is Chengdu. In fact, the previous trip was also within the "Wan Li" and "Travel". Running like this for a long time, natural clothes are covered with dust; However, "the national enemy has not been reported", and it is difficult to pay. "Xing Lai bought all the wine in stonebridge ... such as Juye's invasion of the Yellow River" (Long Song Line), besides "dust on clothes", there were also "wine marks". "Dust mixed with wine stains" is the result of unfulfilled ambition and sadness everywhere ("ecstasy everywhere"), and it is also a portrayal of "people with lofty ideals are desolate and idle" ("Disease").
"Everywhere" (that is, "everywhere") in "A fascinating journey" includes not only the past places, but also the sword gate that I have been to when writing this poem, and even more emphasis on this. In other words, when he "traveled far" and "crossed the sword gate", he was "fascinated" again.
What caused the "ecstasy" was the drizzle in autumn and winter, not the "crossing the river with iron horses" (the drama of suddenly joining the army in the snow), but riding a donkey back to Shu. As far as "The Immortal Man" (Liang Qichao read Lu Fangweng's Collection) is concerned, he can't help feeling sad. Of course, riding a donkey is a poet's pleasure. Li He rode a donkey and took his children out to find poetry, which is a well-known story. Li Bai, Du Fu, Jia Dao and Zheng Bai all have poems or stories about "riding an ass", while Li Bai is from Shu, Du Fu, Gao Shi, Cen Can and Wei Zhuang have all been to Shu, and Guan Xiu, a famous monk in the late Tang Dynasty, rode an ass from Hangzhou and wrote the famous sentence "Thousands of waters come to Qian Shan", which is more well known. Therefore, when riding a donkey into Shu, you will naturally think of "poets". Therefore, the author asks himself, "Should I just be a poet?" Why do you want to ride a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle, instead of living in the battlefield of' iron horse autumn wind'? "He doesn't care about personal comfort and the prosperity of the city. He is just "tired of poetry" (Liang Qichao's words), and he is not willing to die as a poet. This is why Lu You is Lu You. This poem can only be explained in this way; Only in this way can this explanation conform to Lu You's ideological reality and clarify the profound connotation of this poem.
In other words, the author is deeply saddened by "ecstasy is everywhere", which is related to his consistent pursuit and the situation at that time. He was born in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, when Jin Bing invaded. From an early age, he aimed at restoring the Central Plains. Writing poetry is just a way for him to express his hug. However, there was no way to serve the country. It took nearly half a century to go to the front line of Shaanxi and live an "iron horse and autumn wind" military life. Then I had to go to the rear to be an idle person and become an armchair poet again. This makes it difficult for the author to be content with the status quo. Therefore, "this body is the poet's failure" is not the patriot's complacency, but his helpless self-mockery and self-sigh. If he didn't pretend to be humorous, he wouldn't take riding a donkey and drinking as a symbol of a poet. The author is incompetent, unable to serve the country, unable to complain about his feelings, unable to pay for his ambitions, so he laughs at himself in depression and in pain.
Creation background: This poem was written in the winter of the eighth year of Xiaozong Daoism in the Southern Song Dynasty (1 172). At that time, Lu You was transferred from Nanzheng (now Hanzhong, Shaanxi) to Chengdu (now Sichuan). His trip is from the front to the rear, from the battlefield to the metropolis, to take care of danger and rest. This poem was written by Nan Zheng on his way to Chengdu via Jianmen Pass in Jiange, Sichuan. Lu You (1125—1210) is famous for his word service concept. Han nationality, a native of Yinshan, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang), was a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. When he was young, he was influenced by family patriotism, but when Gao Zong was young, he had to be tried by the Ministry of Rites, which was highly praised by Qin Gui. Filial piety makes a scholar. Middle-aged into Shu, devoted to military life, the official to Baozhangge to be built. Retire to another country in his later years. There are more than 9,000 poems written today, which are extremely rich in content. He is the author of Poems of Jiannan, Collected Works of Weinan, Book of Southern Tang Dynasty, Notes on Old Ann Studies, etc. Lu you
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