This poem was written by Du Fu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The original text of this poem is like this: the sharp wind ape whimpers from the vast sky, and the birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. This poem was written by a 56-year-old poet in this extremely embarrassing situation, which permeated his old illness and loneliness.
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This poem was written by Du Fu when he was in Kuizhou in the second year of Dali, and it was written by a 56-year-old poet in this extremely embarrassing situation. On that day, he boarded the high platform outside Bai Di, Kuizhou, and climbed up to watch with mixed feelings. What you saw in hope aroused your heart; The bleak scenery of Qiu Jiang evokes his wandering life experience and permeates his old illness and loneliness.
The first four sentences of this poem are about mountain climbing and bleak autumn in autumn scenery. They are vividly written by poets, and the feelings aroused are even more touching. This is not only because of the natural autumn, but also because of the poet's strong emotional color for the autumn of life. Couplets are vivid, which is a famous sentence spread in later generations.
The two 14-character sentences in the neck couplet contain multiple meanings and describe the hardships of life, which makes people feel strong sympathy. The poet summed up the feelings of a long-time guest who is most likely to be sad and sick and loves a person to go on stage, which makes people deeply feel his heavy emotional pulse.
There are five or six sentences at the end. The poet suffers from hardship and poverty, worrying about the country and the people, and his hair is getting gray. In addition, because of illness and alcohol deprivation, it is even more difficult for them to let go. The poet's ambivalence is easy to understand, because he once longed to climb high and look far, but now he provokes hatred for no reason, adding to his sorrow.