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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 suburbs of the river, 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 dark. 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!
In the late autumn of August, the wind howled and 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, and I couldn't bear to be a thief and steal things in front of me, so I ran into the bamboo forest with the thatch without any scruples. It was useless to have dry lips, 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 gray 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.
There was no dry place in the whole house, but it still rained like numbness. 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 shelter the poor scholars of the world, so that all of them can laugh and laugh, 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) only my hut was blown open, and I was willing to die of cold!
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From Du Fu's thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind
August and autumn high winds roar.
Roll me up on the house triple thatch.
Mao flew across the river and sprinkled the suburbs of the river.
The tall ones hang on the long treetops.
The lower one floats to the sinking pond pass.
The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless.
Shinobi can be opposite to the thief.
Blatantly hugging the grass into the bamboo.
His lips were scorched and his mouth was dry.
Return, relying on sighing.
The Russian wind sets the color of the clouds and ink.
Autumn desert turns dark.
The cloth has been cold as iron for many years.
The arrogant child is evil and cracked.
There is no dry leak in the bedside room.
The rain is like hemp and has not been cut off.
Self-menstruation, disorder, and little sleep.
The long night was wet.
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande.
Sheltering the world, the poor are happy.
The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain.
Alack! When did you suddenly see this house?
It is enough for me to be alone and freeze to death.
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The shelter of the world's cold people are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving.
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Sheltering the world, the poor are happy.
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1. The meaning of Ande Mansion is that how to get a spacious and tall house in the tens of millions of ruined houses, (generally sheltering the poor scholars in the world, so that they can laugh and laugh!) )
2. The original sentence is: "There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy." This is Du Fu's imitation of "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind".
in the verses.
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Sheltering the world, the poor are happy.
From "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind": "There are tens of thousands 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! ”
The Thatched House is Broken by the Autumn Wind" is an ancient poem written by the great poet Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty during his stay 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.
In the spring of 760 A.D. (the third year of the Qianyuan Dynasty), Du Fu begged relatives and friends to build a thatched hut by the Huanhua River in Chengdu, and finally had a place to live. Unexpectedly, in August of 761 A.D. (the second year of the previous century), a strong wind broke the house, and heavy rain followed. At that time, the Anshi Rebellion had not yet subsided.
The poet thought of the difficulties since the war, the long nights were sleepless, and he was full of emotion, and wrote this popular poem.
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