The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
The road is muddy, hungry and thirsty.
Full of sadness, full of sadness, who experienced my sadness!
Translation:
I remember when I left my father's house, the willows on the road swayed with the wind, and the bright green shook my eyes. Now time flies, and the vigor of young people is gone. I wore an old coat for many years, and the wind poured into my body from the leaking place. On the road covered with heavy snow, I was cold all over! I struggled to walk in the snow, and the muddy soil tripped my toes, and I staggered my feet. Hunger and cold make me unbearable, but what can I do? The team moved slowly, and the pale snow obscured my view. I want to look up at the road ahead, but the cold wind makes me blind. Alas, the battle was won, and many years have passed. When I left home, I thought of my father and wife. What are they doing now? The last chapter of Picking Wei is the most lyrical chapter in the whole poem. The author expresses the complicated inner world of the soldiers on their way home by writing sad feelings with joyful scenery and Syaraku.
In Li Yu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds", he "endured lust and slept in a hazy dream". In desperation, I fell asleep in a daze, only to see the Iraqis dreaming. There is also the skill of "writing sadness with joy"
Write sadness with happiness:
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
In Shu, facing the green mountains and green waters, I still can't forget myself. The mountains and water in Shu are beautiful, but in the lonely and sad eyes, the "green" of the mountains and the "blue" of the water are also sad. The beauty of nature should be appreciated with a quiet mind, but he didn't, so he increased his inner pain. This is to write sad feelings through beautiful scenery, so that feelings are deeper. )
Write a happy scene with sadness:
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ?