Young people have their own crazy youth, how to recite that poem?

Jiang Chengzi was written by a college entrance examination candidate, and the author is no longer available for examination.

The full text is as follows:

Young people have their own youthful madness. They despise Kunlun and laugh at Luliang. I have been sharpening my sword for several years and it shows its sharpness today. Refined by the fierce fire for another hundred days, it will turn Moye into evil, and the sharp blade will cut through the Vajra.

The young eagle soars with its first feathers, covered with thunder and proud of the scorching sun. The strong wind sings, not afraid of the ice, snow and frost. I want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the sun and moon, pour over the East China Sea, and wash away the vast universe.

Translation: The young man has the arrogance of a young man, he despises Kunlun and laughs at Luliang. I have been sharpening my sword for many years, and today it showed its edge. It will take another two hundred days to be tempered by the fire, and it will turn into the Moye Sword. The sharp blade can cut off the King Kong.

The newly born eagle's wings have just become full and soar into the sky, capable of disturbing thunder and the scorching sun. Treat the strong wind as a song and not be afraid of the ice, snow and frost. If you want to go up to the sky and embrace the bright moon, pour out the water from the East China Sea to wash away the vastness of the world.

Extended information:

This poem was written by a high school student. It is based on: "Jiang Chengzi·Dream Notes on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao" - Song Dynasty - Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

It has been ten years since we said goodbye to each other. We cannot bear to miss each other but it is difficult to see each other after all. That distant lonely grave thousands of miles away has nowhere to express my sorrow to you. Even if we meet, you won't recognize me. My face is covered with dust and my temples are like frost.

Last night I returned to my hometown in my dream, and you were dressing up at the window of the cabin. You and I were silent and miserable, only we shed a thousand lines of hot tears. Unexpectedly, the place where I missed her was on a hill with dwarf pine trees on a bright moonlit night.

From the emergence of mourning poems to Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty, the most famous mourning poems were written by Pan Yue of the Western Jin Dynasty and Yuan Zhen of the Mid-Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin in the late Tang Dynasty also wrote a memorial work. Their works are poignant and moving. Or it may be written that after the lover passed away, he was lonely in a house and felt miserable, or he was saddened by seeing the relics; or the writer was rich and noble, recalling the past, lamenting the erratic nature of the world and the impermanence of destiny.

Or you may express your deep and profound thoughts and remembrances with blurry words and colors, which is heartbreaking to read. The use of words to express condolences was Su Shi's first creation. Compared with its predecessors, Su Shi's mourning work has different characteristics in its expressive art.

This poem is "remembering dreams", and it clearly writes about the day of the dream. But although it is said to be "remembering dreams," in fact, only the five sentences in the second part are about dreams. The rest are all about expressing feelings and sorrow. They are written in a sincere, simple, sad and touching way.

Reference: Baidu Encyclopedia-Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao