Excerpts from famous poems

At the door of the rich, dusk carries the dust of fat horses.

There are broken cups and cold roast everywhere.

-Du Fu's "Twenty-two Rhymes of Wei Zuocheng"

In the last years of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, he gradually became fatuous, and the whole state affairs were dominated by treacherous court official Li.

He holds all the power, but keeps his mouth shut. Under his single hand, no one has been hired for many years of scientific research. Du Fu is one of the losers.

Du Fu, who became famous as a teenager, looked on coldly for the rest of his life and ate cold rice, which was really a bitter tear.

But it was this experience that made him completely abandon his previous arrogance and really mature.

Ye Jiaying said: Don't complain to the world, let the phoenix bathe in fire. Sweet, bitter and * * *, it is a kind of floating tea and a way of life.

If suffering is inevitable, then change your attitude towards suffering, be humble, persevere and bloom a flower in suffering. An old lady sent her to a different county, ten doors away from the snow.

Who can ignore it for a long time and be hungry?

He howled as soon as he started, and his youngest son starved to death.

I would rather give up a mourning, and the alley also sobbed.

Being ashamed of being a father led to come to a bad end.

-Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian"

After many twists and turns, Du Fu finally got an office as small as possible, similar to Bi Marvin, in charge of managing warehouses and horses. In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.

For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.

Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.

When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .

-Du Fu's Moonlit Night

In 755 AD, the Anshi Rebellion broke out and the rebels invaded Chang 'an. All those who could escape escaped, and Du Fu, who was despised as an official, unfortunately became a prisoner.

It is another Mid-Autumn Festival. It was supposed to be a full moon reunion, but Du Fu and his wife separated and could not be reunited. But, ah, even if I am far away from Qianshan, even if the night is deeper, I still know that some people are thinking about themselves, thinking about themselves and longing for themselves.