Original: Chu Tian is thousands of miles away in clear autumn, and the water goes with the sky, and the autumn is endless. Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head. The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer. I look at this precious sword, I hold the railing upstairs, and no one understands the mind I am building now.
Don't say chop up the perch to cook delicious food. When the west wind blows it, I wonder if that one has come back? People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects. Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much! I beg someone to invite those girls who sing in red and green to wipe away the tears of the hero's frustration for me!
Translation:
Chutian is endless, full of sad autumn colors, the Yangtze River water dies with the sky, and the autumn colors are boundless. Looking at the mountains and rivers in the north, it seems that they are all conveying sorrow, just like Jasper hairpin and spiral steamed stuffed bun. When the sun sets, the setting sun hangs on the tower, and the wanderer is depressed in the sad cry of the lonely goose. Wu Gou played all over the nine-curved railings, and no one noticed my heart overlooking the upstairs.
The bass meat in my hometown is fine and delicious, not to mention. Although the autumn wind blows all over the body, I wonder if Zhang has come back? I don't want Xu Yun to be selfish. It would be ashamed to meet Liu Bei, who is talented and atmospheric. It's a pity that all the good times are wasted, and the country is in troubled times, so are the trees. How can people not be old? Can someone call the enthusiastic singer in greensleeves with the red scarf? Wipe away the tears when the hero loses his ambition for me.
Poetry appreciation
At the beginning of going to the city, with the endless Chutian and the rolling Yangtze River as the background, the realm was broad, which triggered the hatred of home and country and the idea of going to the countryside. Xia Kun praised and criticized four historical figures with three allusions, expressing his ambition of taking the world as his own responsibility. I regret that time flies like water, my ambition turns to dust, and finally I shed tears of heroes.
The whole word swings from what you see when you board the ship, from writing scenery to lyricism, and the feelings and scenery blend seamlessly, making the inner feelings both subtle and incisive. Although the words are sad and angry, the whole words are passionate and generous, showing the style characteristics of bold words.