It is beautiful like a rainbow, fantastic like a magic, and steep like a peak. It is an ancient poem around us. If you savor it carefully with a calm heart, you will be intoxicated with it and the wonderful ancient poem.
(1)
"Since ancient times, no one has died, so we should keep our painters as our historical records." The land was ravaged by the Yuan Army, and the mountains and rivers were broken. The Southern Song Dynasty was in jeopardy under the attack of the Yuan Army. Now, all the soldiers and men under it have been sacrificed, and their relatives have been captured by the Yuan Army. They are alone and trapped in the enemy, just like duckweeds blown by the wind and rain, with no support. The country is in turmoil, the tragedy of national subjugation is inevitable, and personal fate is even more difficult to talk about. However, in the face of this great change, the poet thinks of not his personal way out and future, but his deep regret that he failed to win in the military, thus turning the situation around. Now that I have passed the Lingdingyang, I feel touched by the scene. The poet is loyal to serving the country, but seeing the great rivers and mountains fall into the enemy, the pain and indignation are indescribable. In the end, the poet trapped in the enemy made a choice of his own destiny without hesitation: to die to make a clear ambition and to serve the country with death.
(2)
"is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." The north wind is blowing hard, and snowflakes are flying. Suddenly, it's like a spring breeze blowing overnight. Thousands of white pears are in full bloom, but the red flag, which has always been fluttering in the wind, hangs hard and can't be turned. How thick the ice on the flag is and the weather is so cold, everything shows that this is a world of ice and snow. When the poet and his friend parted, they were sent from Yuanmen to the east gate of Luntai. It was really reluctant to part. "into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road," I saw a vast expanse of whiteness, and I couldn't see the road. How can I get there all the way?
(3)
"Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more." In late spring, it's a time when "the water falls and the spring goes away", but the poet endows the fallen flower with life and feelings. Although the flower has withered, it has not fulfilled its historical mission, and it has to return to the soil that raised it and turn it into the soil of spring to protect the newly opened flowers in the next year, and do its modest bit. The poet compares himself with the fallen flower, resigning from office and returning home is like a flower dying, but even if he sacrifices himself, he will contribute to the growth of the next generation.
Ancient poems are gorgeous, dreamy, profound, intoxicating and endlessly intoxicating. ......