Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night?
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
In August, the deep wind roared, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew over Huanhuaxi and scattered across the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch flaps its wings and sinks into ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me, because I was old and had no strength, so I had the heart to be a "thief" to rob things face to face and ran into the bamboo forest with a thatch in my arms. I kept talking, and when I got home, I sighed alone on crutches.
Soon after the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the autumn sky became dark and misty. The cloth quilt has been covered for many years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is broken. In case of rain, there is no dry place in the whole house, and the rain keeps leaking down like drooping hemp thread.
I haven't slept much since the Anshi Rebellion. The house is wet and dry. How can we get through the night? How to get thousands of spacious houses, generally shelter the world's poor, make them smile, encounter wind and rain, the house is also as stable as Mount Tai.
Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut was blown down by the autumn wind and froze to death, I would be willing!
Both sides of the Yellow River were recovered by imperial army.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
Suddenly, news came from outside the sword to collect thistle north. When I first heard it, I burst into tears. In retrospect, my wife and children are still a little sad, and they are ecstatic when they roll up their poems at will.
The sun shines, singing loudly, drinking wine, and returning to my hometown with my wife and children in the bright spring. From the dam to Wuxia, after Xiangyang, go straight to Luoyang.
3. Shihao officials
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
At dusk, officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch. No matter how angry an official is, why do women cry?
After listening to the woman, three men guarded Ye. One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead.
There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. Although an old woman is weak, please come back at night.
If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning. The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.
At dusk, I stayed in Shihao Village. At night, the police went to the village to arrest people. The old man fled over the wall, and the old woman went out to check. How angry officials are shouting and how miserable women are crying. I heard the old woman come forward and say, My three sons are guarding the border in Yecheng.
One of the sons sent back a message that the other two sons had just died in battle. The living drag out an ignoble existence, and the dead will never come back! There are no other men at home, only the little grandson who is nursing. Because of his grandson, his mother hasn't left yet, but she doesn't have a complete set of clothes in and out.
Although I am old and weak, please allow me to follow you back to the camp for the night. Go to the battle of Heyang immediately, and there is still time to prepare breakfast for the troops. Late at night, the sound faded away, and I vaguely heard a low and intermittent cry. After dawn, I continued on my way, just to say goodbye to the old man who came home.
4. Looking for flowers by the river. Sixth.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
The path around Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers bend the branches low from the ground. The frolicking butterfly doesn't want to fly around, and the free little oriole sings sweetly.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Garrison the drums upstairs to break pedestrians, and the lonely geese sing in autumn night. Starting from tonight, I entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon in my hometown is still the brightest.
Although there are brothers, they are all separated, and it is impossible to find out about them. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and frequent wars have never stopped.
6. Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times. ?
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
I often watch your performances in the Qi Palace. In front of Cui, I have also appreciated your art many times. Now is the time when the scenery in Jiangnan is beautiful, and I met you again in this late spring.