1. Full of River Red·Writing Feelings
Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
He was so angry that he leaned against the railing and the misty rain stopped. Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will feel so sad! (Column link: Lan)
Jingkang’s shame has not yet snowed. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed! Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que.
Translation: I was so angry that my hair stood up and my hat flew off. Climbing high and leaning on the railing alone, I saw that the sudden wind and rain had just stopped. Looking up at the sky, I can't help but scream up to the sky, filled with the heart of serving the country.
Although he has established some fame over the past thirty years, it is as insignificant as dust. He has traveled eight thousand miles from north to south and has gone through many turbulent lives. Good men, you should seize the time to make contributions to the country, and don't waste your youth in vain and wait for your old age to be miserable.
The shame of the Jingkang Incident has not been washed away to this day. When will the resentment of being a subject of the country be wiped out! I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be leveled. I am full of lofty ambitions. When I am hungry during the war, I will eat the enemy's flesh. When I am talking and laughing, I will drink the enemy's blood. When I regain the old mountains and rivers, I will report the victory news to the country with the good news!
2. Song of Thatched House Destroyed by the Autumn Wind
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.
The group of children in Nancun bullied me into thinking that I was old and weak, and that I could not bear to face a thief, so they openly carried me into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned home, I leaned on my stick and sighed.
The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since I have lost my temper and have had little sleep, how can I get wet all night long?
There are tens of thousands of vast buildings, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy, and they are as peaceful as a mountain without being affected by wind or rain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!
Translation: In the depth of autumn in August, the strong wind howled, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flies across the Huanhua River and is scattered on the other side of the river. The thatch that flies high is entangled in the tall treetops, and the grass that flies low flutters and sinks into the ponds and depressions. A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak. They had the heart to act like a "thief" and steal things in front of me. They ran into the bamboo forest holding thatch without any scruples.
My lips were dry and I couldn’t stop drinking. When I came back, I was leaning on a cane and sighing alone. After a while, the wind stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. The gloomy sky in late autumn gradually became dark. The cloth has been covered for many years and is cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture was not good and the quilt was torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place in the house. The rainwater on the roof leaks down like twine.
Since the Anshi Rebellion, I have had very little sleep time. The nights are long, the house is leaky and the bed is wet. How can I stay up till dawn? How can we get tens of millions of spacious and tall houses to universally shelter poor scholars all over the world and make them smile? The houses will remain unmoved by wind and rain and be as stable as a mountain?
Alas! When will such a tall house appear in front of me, even if my thatched hut is blown apart by the autumn wind, I will be willing to freeze to death!
3. Wangyue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. (Zeng Tong: Layer)
When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains at a glance.
Translation: How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, with mountains to the south and north separating morning and dusk. Layers of white clouds wash away the ravines in the chest; the returning birds fly into the eye sockets admiring the scenery. You must climb to the top of Mount Tai to overlook the mountains and feel full of pride.
4. Difficulty traveling·Part 1
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Ten thousand dollars worth of wine in gold bottles, and ten thousand dollars worth of treasures on jade plates. (Shame: food; direct: value)
I stopped eating and threw chopsticks. I drew my sword and looked around at a loss.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. (Snow Mantained Mountain, Part 1: Snowy Dark Sky)
I was fishing on the Bixi River during my free time, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming of the sun. (Bi's first work: Sitting)
Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.
Translation: The famous wine in the gold cup costs ten thousand yuan per bucket; the exquisite dishes in the jade plate cost ten thousand yuan. I felt so depressed that I couldn't eat anymore. I drew my sword and looked around, but I felt really confused. If you want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow have blocked this great river; if you want to climb Taihang, the mountains have already been closed by the heavy wind and snow.
Like Lu Shang fishing in the stream, waiting for his comeback; and like Yi Yin dreaming, he took a boat and passed by the sun.
How difficult it is to travel in this world; how difficult it is; there are so many wrong roads in front of us, should I go north or south? I believe that one day, I will be able to ride the strong wind and break thousands of miles of waves; hang my sails high and move forward bravely in the sea!
5. The Road Is Difficult - Part 2
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The road is like the blue sky, I alone cannot reach it. ?
I am ashamed to chase the son of the Chang'an community, and the red chickens and white pheasants gamble on pears and chestnuts.
Playing the sword, making songs and playing with bitter sounds, dragging the train is not suitable for the king's family.
The market in Huaiyin laughed at Han Xin, and the officials of the Han Dynasty were jealous of Jia Sheng.
Don’t you see that in the past, the Yan family valued Guo Wei, and there was no doubt about it.
The drama Xin Leyi is grateful, liver transfusion and gallbladder dissection are effective.
The white bones of King Zhao linger in the vines, who is more likely to sweep the golden platform?
The journey is difficult, come back!
Translation: Although the road is as broad as the blue sky, there is no way out for me. I don't want to follow the rich kids in Chang'an City and engage in gambling games like cockfighting and running dogs. It doesn't suit me to be like Feng Xuan, who plays swords, sings and complains, and grovels in a wealthy family. Before Han Xin got rich, he was ridiculed by the people in the Huaiyin market. Jia Yi was so talented that he was jealous of the officials of the Han Dynasty.
Have you not seen that in ancient times, King Zhao of Yan used Guo Wei highly, supported him well, and was courteous to his subordinates, without any suspicion or suspicion. Ju Xin and Le Yi were grateful for Zhiyu's kindness, devoted their loyalty and wisdom to serving the monarch with their talents.
Now that the bones of King Zhao of Yan have been hidden among the weeds, who else can use the wise men as highly as he did? The world is hard and I have no choice but to go back!