Appreciation of Lu you's feeling of going out of the hedge door at dawn in autumn night to meet the cold

The Yellow River, which is three miles long in Wan Li, flows eastward into the sea, and Huashan Mountain, which is five thousand meters high, goes straight into the sky. Under the oppression of the conference semifinals, the tears of the Central Plains people have run out, and they look forward to Julian Waghann's Northern Expedition year after year.

Feeling Out of the Hedge Door in Autumn Night is a set of poems by Lu You, a poet in Song Dynasty.

Full text: Three Wan Li rivers enter the sea, and five thousand mountains climb skyscrapers. ? The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.

Extended data:

The word "exhausted tears" is full of twists and turns and contains infinite bitterness. Tears have been flowing for more than 60 years, and they are long gone. But even if "the eyes are dry and the blood is finally seen", those adherents who are worried about the country and the people still look forward to the south sky; The dust raised by the Golden Horse team kept them looking forward to Julian Waghann. The broad masses of the people in the Central Plains have been severely oppressed and tortured for a long time, and they expect to restore their faith firmly and urgently, which has been fully expressed.

With "Chen Hu" as the background, the feelings become more and more painful. The word "you" at the end of the sentence extends the upper limit of time. They looked forward to the Northern Expedition in the Southern Song Dynasty year after year, but this wish failed year after year. They don't know that the monarch and subjects of the Southern Song Dynasty have completely forgotten them. In fact, the poet expressed his disappointment by writing about the sufferings of northern believers.

They are still looking forward to it. The patriotic enthusiasm of the people is really like a jumping flame under the ground, which is getting hotter and hotter as time goes by; However, the ruling clique in the Southern Song Dynasty lived in a drunken dream and died by the West Lake, leaving behind great rivers and mountains, ethnic hatred and family feuds, which can be described as a long time ago. The purpose of the poet's calling for adherents is to arouse the vigilance of people living in the Southern Song Dynasty and arouse their will to recover.