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Qu Yuan (340 BC-278 BC) was a poet and politician of Chu in the Warring States Period.
In terms of poetry, Qu Yuan is the founder of romantic literature in the history of China, and is known as "the father of China's poetry" and "the father of Ci and Fu". He created the style of "Chu Ci", became its representative author, and also started the tradition of "vanilla beauty".
The appearance of Qu Yuan marks that China's poetry has entered a new era from collective singing to individual originality, that is, from The Book of Songs to Songs of the South, which has had a far-reaching impact on later poetry. Qu Yuan's major works include Li Sao, Nine Songs, Nine Chapters and Tian Wen. These amazing works are widely circulated, and he is also called "the soul of poetry" by later generations.
Original text:
Holding a sword, wearing leather armor, chariots crisscross, sword and blade. Covering the sun, the enemy is like a cloud, and the arrows are like rain. He violated my position and trampled on my team. My left relative died and my right relative was stabbed. Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets. Then I will be furious, kill vilen mercilessly and abandon him. No return, no return, the plain is hazy and the road is very remote.
Wearing a long sword, holding a strong crossbow, leaving your head, Zhuang Xin will not change. Brave and fearless, you are the most. You will stick to your post until you die. The body is dead, the spirit will never die, and your soul is the ghost of a hero!
Translation:
Fighting in hand, wearing rhinoceros leather armor, criss-crossing chariots, wielding swords and beheading generals. Flags cover the sky, enemies are like dark clouds, arrows fly down, and foot soldiers fight for the first place. Occupy my position, trample on our team, and stab at the left. Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat the drum with a jade mallet. It was dark, the gods were angry, the bodies were brutally killed, and vilen was abandoned.
Going to war without returning, the plain is dense and the road is long. Wear a long sword with a strong crossbow, separate your head and body, and be strong. Really brave and hard, always strong. No one can violate it. The body is dead, the spirit is immortal, and your soul is a hero among ghosts.