Du Fu was a famous poet in Tang Dynasty. His poetry style is gloomy and frustrated, and his works are full of profound reflection on the real society and humanistic care. Here are two of his poems about Sun Yat-sen. Let's enjoy them together.
The first song:
Two Poems of Yat Sen Qing (Ⅰ)
Du fu in Tang dynasty
In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the winter snow is thick, and it is as old as dust.
Qianyang Shacun hangs from generation to generation, and jiaozi is frozen into immortals in caves.
In spring and March, the weather is mild, and strange trees are in full bloom across the river.
Wuxi is full of scenery, with bamboo, green and clouds.
Sun Yat-sen points to the southern famine, and the old horse hisses away from the tree.
The whole village is full of water and fertilizer.
It's hard to win a feather hunt, such as horses and donkeys.
I don't know if I have crossed the sand stream, but the swallow asks the flowers to run out.
The pigeon's wife, Ding Gu, is returning to the guest, ending neatly backwards.
After the couple passed by, the relocated households were very sad.
Last winter, mountain thieves came to attack the city and were on fire in the middle of the night.
Stupid woman abandoned it, and I was not prepared.
The old workshop hasn't lived in the city for a long time, and three people are just like two maids.
Recently, Somi sent an old friend away, and his left shoulder and right shoulder were about to be sold.
Recalling that the pastoral plan has been sparse, it is not for women to marry and know each other.
Annoying is really annoying, but the wild goes with the clouds.
The smell of the company is like idle clouds, and Ankenzi is attached to inflammation.
The second song:
Two Poems of Yat Sen Qing (Ⅱ)
Du fu in Tang dynasty
At night, the wind shakes the tall trees, and countless mountain bees fly on their faces.
Wild flowers are soft and full of water, and small pools and veins are dust-free.
Jinsha River was sent back to the river, and Gu Song was born floating on the water.
Old friends and guests exchange greetings and never tire of painting in the sunset.