This year, it was the turn of Zhenghuangqi people in the Qing Dynasty to be stationed at the border. The emperor sent Nalan Xingde to lead his men to Shanhaiguan. Starting from Beijing, heading north. Nalan Xingde led the soldiers over mountains and mountains. Sleeping in the wild tonight. In this military camp not far from Shanhaiguan, the north wind comes with the night.
Looking around, a tent with a little light is looming. I have been away from home for several months, and the Spring Festival is coming. I really miss my family every holiday, reminding me of my wife and children, my relatives and friends at home, and everything in my hometown. The night is getting darker and darker. It's time for everyone to rest. Turn off the lights and press the tent.
In the middle of the night, coach Nalan Xingde was awakened by the whistling north wind. I saw the wind and snow outside the tent, and the wind was blowing hard, and the coolness came to my face. He couldn't help thinking of his hometown and his small garden. How warm the small garden in my hometown should be!
Children make snowmen, have snowball fights and set off firecrackers in the yard. The wine and meat in the room are fragrant and attractive. How I want to sit on the warm kang and chat with my family. However, here, it is a world of ice and snow. Being in the frontier, I can only dream of going home.
Extended data:
Sauvignon Blanc is a poem written by Nalan Xingde, a poet in Qing Dynasty, in the 21st year of Kangxi (1682). The first paragraph of the word describes the trudging March, which is mixed with a lot of helplessness.
The next movie tells about the snowstorm at night, which broke the dream of my hometown and made me feel blue. The whole poem describes the soldiers' yearning for a foreign country and expresses their deep sadness that they can't forget for a long time. The language is simple and meaningful, and the framing is broad and contrasting.
From the magnificent artistic conception of "a thousand lights a night" to the euphemistic artistic conception of "there is no such sound in my hometown", it is not only a vivid reproduction of the poet's personal life experience, but also a performance that he is good at discovering beauty from life, taking the scenery in his heart, being full of worries and quietly jumping on the paper. Most likely to cause * * *, that is, being in a foreign land and dreaming of returning to your hometown, the artistic conception of "a journey in the mountains and a journey in the water" is not obvious when you are handy.
With its simple and natural language, this word reveals true feelings and is highly praised by predecessors. The poet expressed his homesickness in his landscape works. The style is light and simple, natural and elegant, straightforward, and there are no traces of carving.