Polygonum is used by Curcuma, and those who steal Curcuma and Artemisia are bandits. I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me.
The one who uses Polygonum Polygonum is Curcuma, and the one who steals Curcuma is Yiwei. I'm sorry for my parents, who made me exhausted.
The bottle is empty, Wei Lei is ashamed. The life of the fresh people is not as long as the death. What kind of father is there without a father? Without a mother, what can you rely on? When you go out, you will hold your shirt, and when you enter, you will be exhausted.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, grow me and nurture me, take care of me and return me, go in and out of your belly. The virtues that are desired to be repaid, Haotian is extremely disrespectful!
The Nanshan Mountains are fierce and the wind is blowing. If the people are all poor, what harm can I do!
Nanshan is rhythmic and the wind is blowing. The people are all in need of food, but I alone cannot die!
"Xiaoya Polygonum" is a poem in the "Book of Songs", the first collection of poems in ancient China. The whole poem has six chapters, the first and last four chapters have four lines each, and the middle two chapters have eight lines each. The first two chapters of this poem start with "Polygonum and Polygonum". The poet hates himself not as much as the Artemisia that hugs his mother, but the loose Artemisia and Wei. From this, he thinks of the hard work and exhaustion of his parents, and thinks that a filial son cannot do his best. The grief of "filial piety" is presented; the third chapter begins with "The bottle is empty, the shame of Weizhen", telling the reasons why he can't support his parents forever, and vividly portrays his sadness, hatred and despair of not being able to support his parents forever. ;
Chapter 4 The poet laments that it is difficult to repay the kindness of parents in raising them. He writes nine words "I" in a row, which is deeply thought of and filled with infinite sorrow, blood and tears. The first six sentences of Chapter 4 are one by one. Describing the care and nurturing of "I" by my parents, this is the concrete embodiment of the "hard work" and "exhaustion from labor" mentioned in the first two chapters. The nine verbs and the nine "I" words are clumsy and sincere, the words are straightforward, the words are verbose, and the voice is urgent and urgent. If you borrow the lyrics of modern Peking Opera, "the sound of the song is full of tears, and every word is bloody." To describe it, it is the most appropriate. In the last two sentences of this chapter, the poet was in great pain and blamed God for not being able to support his parents and repay his great kindness, blaming it for its fickleness and taking away the lives of his parents, causing "I "If you want to retaliate, you can't.
The last two chapters follow the last two sentences of Chapter 4, with Nanshan and the strong wind rising, creating a chilling and desolate atmosphere, expressing the sadness and pain of misfortune.