Du Fu was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. Others thought he was successful, but he also had a bad side. Du Fu was down and out all his life, with no way to serve the country and no reward for his ambition. But Du Fu in my heart is loyal to the monarch, patriotic and concerned about the country and the people, kind and optimistic and even a little arrogant.
Du Fu was loyal to the monarch and patriotic all his life, and worried about the country and the people. He was poor all his life. At the age of 44, An Shi Rebellion broke out and he was thrown into prison. He escaped because his poem had a small name and was written when he was in trouble? Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. ? A masterpiece of the times. At this critical moment, he was worried about the emperor and went to find Tang Suzong who had fled abroad. After being made a small official, he was demoted because he didn't understand the interests of officialdom. Finally, because of the low salary, I gave up my official position and wandered around Sichuan. He got help from his friends and built a small house. When his grass roof was blown away by the wind, he was not sad but more concerned about the whole world? There are thousands of luxury houses in Ande, which makes all the poor people in the world very happy. ? He always pushes himself and others like this, and his boldness is unparalleled.
Du Fu is kinder. In front of his house, he found an old lady always dating in front of his house. At that time, she didn't stop it, but felt the oppression of people's lives. When he gave the house to someone else, the man tried to stop the old woman, but Du Fu stopped him. Du Fu generously said that it would not affect him. The old woman has no husband or children, so help her. After that, he felt that people in society were depressed, and they didn't have enough to eat and clothes to keep warm, even though he himself was poor and penniless. Du Fu's life is even more optimistic. Instead of being knocked down by poverty, he is more optimistic, more concerned about himself, the country and the people. With the help of friends in Sichuan, he didn't feel that he had lost the confidence to live, but wrote? However, with an old friend providing Mi Lu, what can I ask for in the rest of my life? ? what's up Crazy? Poetry. Du Fu is optimistic and never wants to commit suicide. Du Fu is also one? Crazy? Because of dealing with Li Bai, I also contracted a little pride. When he climbed to the top of Mount Tai and overlooked everything in the world, he was even more emotional and crazy, so he wrote? Crazy? That poem? What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. ?
However, such an optimistic and kind poet in the Tang Dynasty lived to be 59 years old. Even though he died, he was very sad. He died on a boat in Xiangjiang River, so he lived a short life tragically. This is Du Fu in my heart. He is loyal to the country, he cares about the country and the people, he is kind and optimistic, and he still has a little pride. I admire such Du Fu!
Li Bai and Du Fu are two materials for Du Fu's composition on this topic. One is? The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? ? Poet fairy, who is one? Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently? Poets and saints. What if there is a PK between them?
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I have long wanted to see the PK of Li Bai and Du Fu. Although our times are different, I am still particularly eager! Tonight, I fell asleep with this wonderful fantasy. ......
? Sue- Suddenly, I came to a place with beautiful scenery and flowers. Oh, there is a pavilion over there, isn't there? Isn't the man in the pavilion the poet Li Bai Du Fu whom I miss day and night? Ha, am I back in the Tang Dynasty? Listen! The people in the pavilion spoke. ? Hey, Li Ge, it's rare to get together today. I don't know when we can meet again! ? Du Fu shook his head and poured a glass of wine for Li Bai. ? Yes, Du Ge! You say goodbye to my brother, and you don't know when you can catch up. Li Bai also shook his head helplessly and gulped down the wine in the cup. ? Hey! Li Ge, the word PK is very popular now, which means to challenge each other. Let's come to PKPK just to commemorate this party! ? Du Fu took another sip of wine with a smile. ? Oh, Brother Du, it seems that you are still childlike! All right, all right! ? Li Bai drank the wine at once. Du Fu smiled again and said:? All right! See who writes a poem in a quarter of an hour first, who is the king! ? After that, they took out pens, ink, paper and inkstone, looked around, "Of course they won't see me pull" and immediately wrote a book. Let's look at Li Bai first. I saw him writing poems while drinking. Is it really unworthy? Drunk? ! Look at Du Fu again. He took his time to write it down? Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night? These four words, his word array is really wonderful! A quarter of an hour later, Li Bai wrote Thoughts on a Quiet Night and Du Fu wrote Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. After they looked at each other, they all said? Absolutely! How nice ...? Haha, it is conceivable that this PK is of course a draw!
When I got home, I was too excited to calm down for a long time. I think: Li Bai can write good things because he is broad-minded and does not stick to form; Du Fu can write good poems because of his childlike innocence and open mind. I think these two poets are worthy of our study. Whether it is Silent Night, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night or other poems, we should learn from them and approach them!
After Du Fu arrived in heaven, he just read, wrote, played the piano, played chess and recited poems every day, but he was also very happy. Who wants to worry in silence, suddenly one day I think of the good times I spent in the thatched cottage before, and I can't help thinking about it day and night, just hoping to go to the thatched cottage again. God sees him as a fool all day, and he doesn't think about tea and rice. I don't know what he is. So I called him in and asked him questions carefully, only to know that he was homesick and smiled at him. Why not do this little thing? I'll let you go back to the thatched cottage right away. ? Du Fu was ecstatic: Thank you! Thank you very much ?
God used his magic, and Du Fu reached the door of the thatched cottage in a blink of an eye. After a pause, Du Fu looked around, stunned. But when he saw red walls and blue tiles, the garden was deep, like a landlord's manor! I think when I lived in Chengdu, I built a hut with the help of my relatives and friends, remember? In August, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs? How shabby! How desolate! I didn't expect to be so rich today. Let me go in and have a closer look.
Du fu is wearing clothes, and he will step into the gate when he lifts his feet. Just then, a big man suddenly appeared in front of him. Please pay 60 yuan, sir! ? Du fu? When, when, when? Take three steps back. Are there robbers in the clear sky? The big fellow added:? If you want to visit this gate, you must buy a ticket for 60 yuan. ? I see! ? Du Fu thought:? I want to go back to my home to buy a ticket, and no one else can get in. I think when my thatched cottage was first built, I was penniless. As long as there are visitors, I am very hospitable! I remember I also wrote a poem: My road was covered with petals-I didn't clean it for others, and my thatched cottage door was closed-but now it's open for you. It's a long way to the market. I can't give you much, but in my cabin, we have old wine in our cups.
Du fu was filled with emotion, and the big fellow said impatiently, you old man, can you get in or not? ? Du fu busy way:? Brave man, I'm Du Fu, a scholar, penniless. This is my home. I don't need to buy a ticket, do I? The big fellow sneered: Du Fu has been dead 1000 years, and you still want to cheat in his name! But even if Du Fu does come, he can't enter this door without money! ?