"Nothing" means: helpless, but unable to get rid of homesickness. One is "Who can solve it".
From Wang Changling's Seven Songs of Military Service. The first part is "Tang Dynasty".
Original poem:
Seven Poems of Joining the Army, Part I, Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling.
The bonfire is in the west of the city 100 feet, and it is windy and autumn in Shanghai at dusk. (The last one is alone: sitting alone)
Guan Shanyue, who plays Qiangdi, is not worried about the golden boy Wan Li.
Explanation:
On the west side of the beacon tower, there is a garrison building. At dusk, I sat alone in the garrison building and let the autumn wind blowing from the lake lift my shirt. At this time, there was the piercing sound of the Qiang flute, which played a new tune, but the flute aggravated his wife's lovesickness thousands of miles away.
Extended data:
Seven Poems of Joining the Army is a frontier poem written by Wang Changling, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, using the old inscriptions of Yuefu. The poet was infected by the great spirit of the times and wrote magnificent poems with his lofty sentiments.
The north wind is cold, and the evening in late autumn is desolate and cold. A soldier stood alone on the balcony, burning dry branches and rubbing warm hands. Looking back, the fireworks in the military camp curled up and the soldiers were surrounded by hot soup.
The guards on the balcony couldn't help but pick up the Qiangdi and play the Guan Shanyue, and countless thoughts danced in the desert. "What's more important is to play the Qiang flute and Guan Shanyue, without worrying about Mrs. Kim Wan Li." This is the voice of the garrison soldiers and the cry of thousands of soldiers in Qian Qian.
In August, there was heavy snow outside the Great Wall, and the north wind ravaged a barren yellow land. In the tent, the general's horn bow was frozen and it was difficult to open, and the silver armor was frosted. I don't know who Guan Shanyue is and where he was raised in the commander's camp.
Melodious flute stirred the soldiers' tears, the tears in their eyes turned into yearning, and the hot wine in their hands turned into long-term pain. "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." No matter how beautiful the pear tree is, it can't restrain the tears of Qiangdi, and it can't restrain the wanderer's feelings of missing his loved ones and caring about his hometown.
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