1. "Empty Sac"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The green cypress is bitter but edible, and the morning glow is delicious. The world's people are reckless, but my way is difficult. ?
It’s freezing in the morning if you don’t have a well, and it’s cold in the bed if you’re not wearing clothes. I'm afraid I'll be shy if I have an empty pocket, but I'll look at it if I have a penny left.
2. "Three Poems for Sorrow and Feelings·Part 1"
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
Xie Gong was the youngest and favored his daughter, so he married Qianlou Pepsi. good.
Looking at me, I have no clothes to search for a bag of water chestnuts, while others are selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins.
The wild vegetables are good for food, and the sweet and sweet cichlids are grown, while the fallen leaves add fuel to the ancient locust trees.
Today's salary exceeds one hundred thousand, and I will pay tribute to the emperor and resume the camp.
3. "Ode to the Poor Man"
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
The sad and sad old clouds are twilight, and the brown people are exposed in front of the pavilion.
The southern garden is full of beauty, and the dry strips are abundant in the northern garden.
When the pot is poured over, there is no more drain left, and when one peeks into the stove, there is no smoke.
The poems and books are stuffed outside the seat, and I read them every day without neglecting to study them.
It is not a waste of time to live idle, and there are secret opinions.
Why comfort me? I have so many virtuous people in ancient times.
4. "Poetry of the Governor of Ciba County"
Han Anonymous?
Why are the dogs barking and noisy? There are officials coming at the door.
I put on my clothes and went out to meet him, and he wanted to get money.
When the time comes for begging, the officials will be angry.
Walking around at home, there is nothing to do at home.
I want to borrow money from my neighbors, but my neighbors have nothing to say.
Money is so hard to come by, it makes me haggard.
5. "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken 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 boys in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not bear to face a thief, so they openly carried the grass into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned, I leaned on my staff 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 numb 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!