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In the late autumn of August, the wind howled violently, and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flies around, crosses the Huanhua Creek, and scatters on the opposite bank of the river. The thatch, which flies high, hangs high in the treetops, and the fluttering grass that flies low sinks into the low-lying ponds.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me for being old and weak, so I couldn't bear to be a thief and steal things in front of me, and ran into the bamboo forest with thatch without any scruples. It was useless for me to shout so that my lips were dry, so I had to come back, on crutches, and sigh to myself. After a while, the wind stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the late autumn was gloomy and misty, and gradually darkened.
The cloth had been covered for many years, and it was cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child didn't sleep well and broke the quilt. The roof was leaking, and there was no dry place at the head of the bed.
The raindrops like lines never stopped. Since the war, there has been very little time to sleep, the long nights are long, the house is leaking and the bed is wet, how can it survive until dawn! How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, which generally cover the poor people (scholars) in the world, so that all of them can smile and smile, and the houses will not be shaken by the wind and rain, and will be as stable as a mountain?
Alas! When did such a towering house appear in front of me, even if only my hut was blown open, and I was willing to die of cold!
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The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are not cut off.
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The thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind", the main sentence is "There are tens of millions of mansions, and the poor people in the world are happy."
The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain. By describing the misfortunes and ideological pains of his personal life, the poem expresses the poet's hope that the poor people in the world can live a stable life.
The thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind
In August and autumn, the wind roared, rolling up the triple thatch on my roof. Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the ridge of the suburbs, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to the sinking pond pass.
The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and I could endure being thieves on the other side. openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, his lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself.
The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness. The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are not cut off. Since the mourning chaos and little sleep, the long night is wet on the bridge!
There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy! The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain. Alack! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death!
Appreciation. This poem depicts the scene of house leakage and wind and rain on an autumn night, and truly records a fragment of the life of the thatched cottage. Through the misfortunes of his own life and the pain of his thoughts, the author pushes himself and others, throws aside his own hardships, and imagines a vast mansion that shelters the poor people of the world.
Worried about the worries of the world, longing for thousands of mansions to relieve the pain of the poor people in the world, and even wanting to exchange personal sacrifices for the joy of the world's poor people.
The whole poem shows the poet's broad-mindedness and feelings of helping the world in caring for the people's livelihood and suffering, and it expresses the poet's deep sympathy for the suffering of the people and his yearning for a better and happy life.
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Problem description: The Thatched House is Only Broken by the Autumn Wind" and "Bai Xue Song Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing" are both poems in the "Song Xing style", with free form, fluent language, and unrestrained style. Please talk about the similarities and differences between the two poems in terms of sentence structure, narrative, lyricism, etc.
Analysis: Sentence structure: same: most of them are seven words; Different: "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" is not a seven-character poem in the strict sense.
Narrative: Same: Narrative-based, lyrical at the end: "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" writes about the poet's old age and poor limbs, and "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing" writes about the magnificent and desolate scenery of the border fortress.
Lyrical: Same: expresses the poet's sincere feelings Different:
The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind expresses the feeling of longing that the cold soldiers in the world will no longer be trapped by poverty, and even would rather die a tragic death alone "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing" as a farewell poem, expressing the feelings of not being able to bear to part with friends.
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The thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind, and the famous sentence of the song is: There are tens of millions of mansions, sheltering the world, and the cold people are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving.
Tang Dufu. In August, the autumn wind roared, rolling me up on the house triple.
Mao Fei crosses this rise to the outskirts of the Zhengjiang River, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to sink the pond pass.
The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and I could endure being thieves on the other side.
openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, his lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself.
The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness.
The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked.
There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are not cut off.
Since the mourning chaos and less sleep, the long night is wet!
There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving.
Alack! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death!
The thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind" is a song and ancient poem written by the great poet Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty during his sojourn in the thatched cottage in Chengdu, Sichuan. This poem recounts the author's thatched hut was broken by the autumn wind and caused the whole family to be exposed to the rain, expressing his inner feelings, reflecting the poet's lofty ideological realm of worrying about the country and the people, and is a model work in Du's poems. The whole article can be divided into four paragraphs, the first paragraph writes about the anxiety of facing the wind and breaking the house; The second paragraph writes about the helplessness of facing the group of children; The third paragraph writes about the pain of suffering from the night rain; In the fourth paragraph, it is written that the vast building is looking forward to the vast building and sublimating the suffering.
The first three paragraphs are realistic narratives, telling about their own suffering, and their emotions are implicitly suppressed; The latter paragraph is the sublimation of ideals, directly expressing the feelings of the people, and the emotions are agitated. The layers of narration in the first three paragraphs have laid a solid foundation for the lyricism of the latter paragraph, and such a subdued and tortuous emotional change fully reflects the style of Du's poems of "depression and frustration".
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The theme sentence of "The Thatched House is Broken by the Autumn Wind" is "There are tens of thousands of mansions, and the poor people in the world are happy!" The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain. It means that how to raise the stool to make the stool light up to thousands of spacious houses, and generally shelter the poor scholars under the world to make them smile, even if the house encounters wind and rain, it can be as stable as a mountain without being moved.
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