Du Fu
In August, the autumn wind howled
They rolled up three layers of straw from my thatched cottage.
Mao Fei crossed the river in the suburb of Sajiang.
The tallest one has a long forest tip.
Xiazhe Piaozhuan Shentang 'ao
The urchin in Nanfang Village knows that I am old and weak.
Endure facing a thief.
Open embrace Mao Jin bamboo forest
Dry lips, mouth can't breathe.
Come back and sigh.
When the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink
In autumn, the desert darkens.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for years.
Joule lay in disgust, his feet split.
The bedside table leaks and there is no dry place.
The feet of the rain are like hemp.
Self-menstrual disorder, less sleep
What's the point of getting wet at night?
Can I get a building covering 10 thousand miles,
I want all scholars to live in poor people's homes and make them smile.
In the storm, these buildings will be as high as mountains.
Oh! When did such a tall building appear?
I have enough rest time just because I was frozen to death by the house.
Translation:
In August, it is already late autumn, and the wind is howling. The wind blew away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions. A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms.
I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches. After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy. This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread.
Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much. The nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn? How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai?
Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself!
Extended data:
The Cottage Blown by Autumn Wind is an ancient poem by Du Fu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, in the Cottage of Chengdu, Sichuan. This poem describes the bitter experience that the author's hut was damaged by the autumn wind and the whole family was caught in the rain, expressing his inner feelings and embodying the poet's lofty ideological realm of worrying about the country and the people. It is a typical work in Du Fu's poems.
This poem depicts the scene where the house leaks in the autumn night and it rains all night, and truly records a fragment of the life of the thatched cottage. Finally, I was born in a strange place, pushed myself and others with my own personal experience, further put aside my hardships and dreamed up a vast mansion that sheltered the poor in the world. This unrealistic fantasy is based on the poet's idea of taking the country as the country and drowning in hunger.
The broad-minded performance makes the work exude a positive romantic atmosphere. The language of the whole poem is extremely concise, the image is prominent, the waves are superimposed, and there is no treatment, so it can be gripping. Belinsky, a famous Russian literary critic, once said, "No poet can be great because of himself and by describing himself.
Whether describing your own pain or describing your own happiness. Any great poet is great because their roots of pain and happiness have been deeply rooted in the soil of society and history. Because he is the organ and representative of society, times and human beings. Du Fu described his own pain in this poem, but he did not describe his own pain in isolation and simply.
But to express the suffering of the "poor people in the world" by describing their own suffering, and to express the suffering of society and the times. He didn't just bemoan his misfortune, but he couldn't sleep. He shouted loudly. In the autumn night when the wind and rain hit mercilessly, in the poet's mind, not only "my family is broken alone", but also the hut of "the poor in the world".
Du Fu's ardent feelings of worrying about the country and the people and his lofty ideal of urgently demanding to change the dark reality have been exciting readers' hearts for thousands of years and played a positive role.
Du Fu (7 12-770) was born in Xiangyang, Han nationality, and then moved to Gongxian County, Henan Province. A great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty, who claimed to be a young man at night, was called "Du Li" together with Li Bai. In order to distinguish Li Shangyin, Du Mu and Xiao Du Li, Du Fu and Li Bai are also called Da Du Li, and Du Fu is often called Lao Du.
Du Fu's influence on China's classical poetry is far-reaching, and he is called "the sage of poetry" by later generations, and his poems are called "the history of poetry". Later generations called him Du Shiyi and Du Gongbu, and also called him Du Shaoling and Du Caotang.
Du Fu wrote such famous works as Spring Hope, Northern Expedition, Three Officials and Three Farewells. In the second year of Gan Yuan (759), Du Fu abandoned his official position and went to Sichuan. Although he fled the war and lived a relatively stable life, he still cared about the whole life and the affairs of the country. Although Du Fu is a realistic poet, he also has a wild and unruly side. It is not difficult to see Du Fu's heroism and dry clouds from his masterpiece Song of Drinking Eight Immortals.
The core of Du Fu's thought is the Confucian thought of benevolent government, and he has the great wish of "making the monarch Yao and Shun superior, and then making the customs pure". Although Du Fu was not famous during his lifetime, his fame spread far and wide, which had a far-reaching impact on China literature and Japanese literature. About 65,438+0,500 poems of Du Fu have been preserved, most of which are collected by Du Gongbu.
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