Qingpingle villager ju
Author Xin Qiji? Song dynasty
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
Vernacular translation:
The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair?
The eldest son hoes beans, and the second son is busy knitting chicken coops. My favorite is the rogue's youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off newly picked lotus flowers.
Extended data
This word was written by Xin Qiji in his leisure time by the lake. Because Xin Qiji has always insisted on patriotism and resistance to gold, he has been rejected and hit by the ruling capitulators since he returned to South at the age of 2/kloc-0. Since the age of 43, I have not been in office for a long time, so that I have lived in Xinzhou for twenty years. The disillusionment of his ideal made him pay more attention to rural life in seclusion and wrote a lot of leisure words and pastoral words. This song "Qingpingle Village Residence" is one of them.
This poem was written when the author was rejected and hit by peacemakers in his later years and his ambition was frustrated. The poem describes a peaceful, quiet, simple and comfortable life in the countryside, and it cannot be said that the author whitewashes reality.
Judging from the fact that the author has been paying attention to the restoration of the Song Dynasty, he yearns for such an idyllic life, which will further stimulate his patriotic enthusiasm for fighting against nomadic people, recovering the Central Plains and reunifying the motherland. As far as the situation at that time was concerned, this peaceful and quiet life also existed in villages far away from the anti-gold front. This work is not the product of the author's subjective imagination.