A poem lamenting the unfair fate.

1. Poems about resisting unfair fate

A poem about facing the injustice of fate 1. Ancient poems about feeling helpless about injustice.

It is difficult to plan to drain and level the ground, and each will flow from east to west and from north to south.

Life is fixed, how can you always complain about self-pity? Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk", and the singing is interrupted by drinking. If the heart is not wood and stone, there will be no feelings! Want to say or say, and want to do, no longer say anything.

As a group of lyric poems lamenting the depression of life, there are two different types of narration in the Eighteen Martial Arts: one is that the author expresses his feelings directly, and the other is that the author does not show up and expresses his feelings under the guise of specific characters in the poem. The first two romantic works with thinking women belong to the latter type.

This paper belongs to the former type, focusing on the poet's resentment and injustice under the suppression of the gate valve system. The first two sentences of the poem begin with pouring water on the ground, which refers to the different directions of water flow.

This is a famous metaphor, which can reveal profound philosophy from ordinary daily life phenomena, chewy and enlightening. Of course, this metaphor may also be true.

When Qian Zhenlun, a Qing Dynasty man, annotated Bao Ji, he quoted a passage from Shi Shuo Xin Yu Literature: "Yin asked:' Nature has no intention to reap, why are there fewer righteous people and more wicked people?' Liu Yin replied:' For example, it is wrong for Fiona Fang to write (Diarrhea) that water is on the ground and flows freely. Never sigh for a moment, thinking that the names are connected. "

It can be seen that the metaphor of "draining into the ground" had already appeared in the metaphysical discussion at that time, and it was not initiated by Bao Zhao. But after careful analysis, Liu Yin's answer is whether the water shape is regular or not, which shows that the good and evil of human nature are uneven, while Bao Shi's poems show the experience difference of life in the direction of water flow, with different connotations.

In contrast, Liu Shuo is more academic, while Yu Bao is closer to life, more vivid and natural, and more suitable for the expression of poetry. In this sense, the poet's originality is beyond doubt.

Since human dignity and poverty, like water, are doomed by fate and cannot be forced, there is no need to worry and sigh. On the surface, this requires people to relax and admit the reality. In fact, there is infinite bitterness and indignation in my heart.

The key lies in the word "fate". When the big "life" is at stake, no one can force it, but let it be expensive and cheap.

But on the other hand, ask: Is "life" really that fair and reasonable? Why does everyone have to abide by it? Bowing your head to recognize "life" was originally a helpless thing; To attribute all abnormal phenomena in social life to "fate" itself contains silent accusations. Further down, the development of poetry still follows the original path.

If you know your destiny clearly, you should try to forgive yourself. Drinking is a good way to relieve anxiety. The poet then filled the wine, raised his glass and drank it all at once. Even the singing of "Difficult to Walk" was temporarily suspended, not to mention the rest of the complaints and sighs.

Then, the contradiction will be solved, and there is no need to write down the poem. Otherwise.

The sentence "the heart is not a stone, but has no feeling" suddenly turned over, emphasizing in a rhetorical tone that the living heart is different from the tree stone of the ignorant, how can it not feel wronged! In seven simple words, all the previous statements of self-forgiveness and resignation were wiped out, and the grief and indignation that had been suppressed for a long time was sprayed out like a volcano, and its heat and strength were enough to make people tremble. The reader seems to see the poet throw down the cup, bash elbows and glower, angry, and loudly defend the unfair fate.

However, he did not vent his anger further, but fell gently, closing the whole poem with the phrase "swallow your voice and dare not speak", just swallowing the great grief that had already erupted. The word "dare not speak" contains endless meanings, indicating that what the poet is sad, feeling and indignant is not ordinary trivial matters, but has important social and political content; The more I dare not speak, the more I feel angry.

Through the two sentences at the end of the poem, the poet's inner feelings of grief and indignation and ups and downs are vividly expressed. To apply an old saying, "a pen can hold a tripod."

This poem also has its own uniqueness in syllables. It doesn't use pure seven-character quatrains like the first and third songs, but uses long and short words.

Miscellaneous words don't look as neat as seven words, but one advantage is that they can organize sentences flexibly, making it easy to choose the right voice cavity to match the transmission of words and emotions. The first six sentences of this poem skillfully use the interlacing of five or seven-character sentences to construct a short and long rhythm form, giving people a sense of language that is half-vomiting and half-swallowing.

The ending was changed to a seven-character long tune, which gushed out from the gate like a flood, forming an emotional climax. Full of sound and emotion, it can be said that it is a major feature of Bao Zhao's Yuefu songs, and it has also had a far-reaching impact on the poetry of the Tang Dynasty, which is worthy of readers' careful consideration.

2. Ancient poems about feeling helpless about "unfairness"

1, Magnolia, archaize word, Friends of Cambodia

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. (a work: but the old mind is changeable)

Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. (1) Tears rain zero/night rain rain)

More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.

2, a cut of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3. After graduation.

Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao

The previous filth was not enough to brag, but now there is no end to debauchery.

In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day.

4. butterfly lovers, silkworm chrysanthemum, sad smoke and blue tears

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. (Two-way escape: two-way departure, hate and suffering; One-way departure, bitter)

Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?

5. Li sends holiday songs to Shidao, Dongping.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji

You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.

I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.

My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.

Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.

Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.

3. What are the ancient poems and sentences that the poet lamented the unfair fate?

1. Cross Ding Yang.

Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang

Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.

Explain who can live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart that reflects history.

2. Pipa Tour/Introduction to Pipa

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? !

Explain that we are all reduced to the end of the world; Why do you ask if you have seen it before when you meet today?

3. "When is the spring flower and autumn moon?"

Five Dynasties Li Yu

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Explain how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

4. "Crossing Zero Ding Yang"

Wen Tianxiang in Song Dynasty

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

It shows that the country is in peril like catkins in a strong wind, and life is ups and downs like duckweeds drifting without roots in the rain.

5. Five Thinking Poems, Part IV

Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Explain that once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan.

4. Poetry against fate

Poetic:

Zheng Banqiao's.

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Light smoke Gu Mo, write half of this gentleman,

There is no need to report peace, you have seen strong winds.

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Tell me to go back to Li, draw bamboo and bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of wei county.

Zheng Qing Banqiao

If you don't lose your black veil, your sleeves will get cold;

Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.

Hedgehog bamboo

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

A piece of green shade is like washing, why bother to protect bamboo?

It is better to use bamboo as a fence than to ask for help.

A kind of bamboo

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

The whole world loves to grow flowers, but the old people only grow bamboo.

Frost and snow move to court, and new green is sprinkled.

After a quiet snowy night, the shadow lost its green color.

Don't be blown away by the wind.

A kind of bamboo

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

One paragraph after another, thousands of leaves remain;

I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

Title calligraphy and painting

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones,

Everyone is a gentleman, young and old.

There are orchids, bamboos, stones, knots, incense and bones.

Let him go against the wind, be harsh, and there will be news of the spring breeze.

Title calligraphy and painting

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

A gust of wind rolled back and the bamboo branches were in the air.

It's really my business to sweep the clouds and fog. I can't just sweep the floor.

The author's index finger

Believe in the future

When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove.

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty

I still stubbornly smooth away the ashes of disappointment.

Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.

When my purple grapes turn into dew in late autumn

When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings

I still stubbornly use frosted vines.

Write on the desolate land: believe in the future.

I want to use my fingers to stir the waves that rush to the horizon.

I want to hold the sun in my hand.

The warm and beautiful pen flickers with the dawn.

Write with a child's pen: believe in the future.

I believe in the future.

Yes, I believe that people's eyes in the future

She brushed away the eyelashes of history.

She has a student who can read through the years.

No matter what people think of our rotting bodies.

Those lost blues, the pain of failure.

It was tears of emotion and deep sympathy.

Or give a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule?

I firmly believe that people are interested in our spine.

Countless explorations, lost ways, failures and successes.

I will definitely give a warm, objective and fair evaluation.

Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.

Friends, believe in the future.

Believe in indomitable efforts

Young people who believe in overcoming death.

Believe in the future and love life.