A poem about getting better after being down and out.

Poetry about being down and out 1. Poetry about being down and out

In August and autumn, the wind roared (háo) and swept through my triple hair. Mao flew across the river and sprinkled it on the river. The highest one hangs a long (cá ng) forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentangwa (ao). The cloth is as cold as iron for many years, and the charming child is lying in bed and cracking. Bai Juyi's charcoal seller was covered in dust and fireworks, with gray temples and black fingers. What is the business of selling charcoal? I have food in my mouth. I'm in rags and worried about charcoal. I hope it will be cold. At night, I came to a foot-thick city. I drove a charcoal car on the ice. The cow was trapped and hungry, so I rested in the mud outside the south gate. Who are the two riders? The emissary in a yellow dress is wearing a white shirt. He called the document, went back to the car, scolded Niu Yi, and took it to the north. A car full of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, was too late for an imperial envoy to regret it. Half a horse's hair, a piece of silk, filled with charcoal until the cow's head. Lonely leaves are hungry and cold, and their clothes are thin and shy. Why is there only this vicissitudes in The Lonely Goose? Look up at the autumn moon and look forward to the future. Who is like me (Ray's Two Poems) 2. How can I be down and out (Lei's "Drinking Poems with Two Rhymes and Distinctions":) 3. Jade account destroys slaves (Lei's "Jade Pot Song") 4. What is the burden of being down and out (Song Zhoupu's Wild Rose) 2. Although I am down and out (Song Zhou Wenpu's "Like Jinling again"), I am usually very rich, and I am down and out today (Huang Song Chongzhi's "Stay on the other side"), but there is no news from my relatives and friends. I am old, weak and sick, and I am alone in the wind sobbing from the wide-open ape. (The ape howls, and the bird returns to its nest on the white sand in clear lake. (Zhu Henian) Fallen leaves come back to their roots. I saw the Yangtze River rolling in, but I walked three thousand miles. Sad this autumn, (Wan Li: My hometown is far away. Sad autumn: the sad autumn and autumn of life. Frequent visitor: I have been wandering for many years) and I have climbed this height alone with my sorrow for a hundred years. (one hundred years: life. Independence: loneliness. On the stage: it is the custom of the Double Ninth Festival to climb high and drink alcohol. Bad luck has laid a bitter frost on my temples.

2. Poems describing poverty and poverty

1, what a sad sentence this time.

"Slow voice" 2. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. "Leaving Thinking" 3, the belt gradually widened and finally did not regret it, which made people haggard for Iraq.

"Dead Hua Lian Liu Yong" 4, a red dew condensed fragrance, sex and rain heartbroken. Qing Ping Diao Ci 5. A letter is typed in the sky, and eight thousand in Chaozhou Road in the evening.

If you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old! "Moving to the left to show my grandnephew" 6. If you don't see each other, why do you feel heartless? "Xijiang Moon" 7. Time was long before I met her, but after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.

"Untitled" 8, no words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Jiangchengzi 9. I want to know you, and I will live long.

Thank you 10, how much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Yu Meiren 1 1, everlasting; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Song of everlasting regret 12, thinking about dragons, hating dragons, and not giving up until the return date. "Sauvignon Blanc" 13, leaving.

It's not just the general taste. Hui Huan 14, ten years of life and death, unforgettable.

"Jiangchengzi" 15, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. "Jade Tower Spring" 16, flowers drift with the water, one kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure worries.

A plum 17, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers. The witch skirt 18 has been sentimental since ancient times, and even worse, it has neglected the clear autumn festival.

"Yulinling"19, Gao Dong Shuguang hopes, what does the migration depend on? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.

Wang Ye 20, a moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. In the spring of love, even this bright fire of love has only ashes? .

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3. Poems describing poverty and poverty

1, what a sad sentence this time. A slow voice

2, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Leave an idea

3, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. Liang Zhu Liu Yong

4, a piece of red dew fragrance, heartbreaking Pingping tone words

5, a letter in the sky, 8,000 Chaozhou Road in the evening. If you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old! Move to Languan and show it to my nephew.

6. If you don't see each other, how can you be ruthless? Xijiang moon

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Untitled

8, love each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. Jiangchengzi

9. I want to know you, and I will live long. Shangxie

10, how much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Young mermaid

1 1, the earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. The Everlasting Regret

12, think of dragons, hate dragons, and don't stop until they return. Endless longing

13 is sadness. It's not just the general taste. Meet you.

14, ten years of life and death, unforgettable. Jiangchengzi

15, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

16, flowers from Shui Piao, one kind of acacia, two places of leisure. Cut plums

17, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers. witch hazel

18, sentimental since ancient times, even worse, snubbing the clear autumn festival. Yulinling

19, Gaodong Twilight, what does the migration depend on? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. Crazy hope

20. A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. golden

2 1, the most beautiful flower in the world, even this bright flame of love, will there only be ashes? . Untitled

4. Seek poems describing poor life.

1, dusty face, smoky fire, gray temples and black fingers. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. -From the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Charcoal Man

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the face is covered with dust, showing a smoked color, the hair on the temples is gray, and the fingers are burnt very black by charcoal. What is the money from selling charcoal for? Buy clothes to wear and food to eat in your mouth. It's a pity that he only wears thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.

2, the wife sent to a different county, ten mouths apart from the snow. Who can ignore it for a long time and be hungry? He howled as soon as he started, and his youngest son starved to death. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: My wife and children live in Fengxian, and there is no one to help them. The snow all over the sky separates the family. How can you ignore the poor life of being frozen and hungry for a long time? I'm here to share the difficulties. I heard crying when I entered the door. My little son is starving!

3, cypress trees are still bitter, and the morning glow is high. The world is cold, and my way is difficult. The well is not frozen in the morning, but it is cold without a bed at night. I'm afraid I'll be shy when I'm empty, so I saved a dollar to watch it. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Empty Capsule

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Even though cypress tastes bitter and the morning glow is high, it can still be eaten as a meal. Most people in the world drag out an ignoble existence, so it is difficult for me to observe discipline. There is no fire in the morning, the well water freezes, and it is difficult to keep out the cold without clothes at night. Too poor to be afraid of jokes, you still have to leave a penny in your bag.

4. In August, the wind howled and Sanhe grass rolled in my house. 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. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In late August and autumn, the wind roared and swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms. I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches.

5, the strong rice day is too thin, and the narrow clothes are cool in autumn. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk. Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. -From the Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen's Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni

Interpretation of the vernacular: I don't want to eat, my body is getting thinner and thinner, and I am dressed flat and broken. The chill of autumn comes unconsciously. Unconsciously, I slowly recalled my childhood. How did I know the hardships of life at that time? The morning dew drifted into the hut and the sound of streams could be heard on the beach.

5. Poems describing loneliness

In August and autumn, the wind roared (háo) and swept through my triple hair. Mao flew across the river and sprinkled it on the river. The highest one hangs a long (cá ng) forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

Cloth has been cold as iron for many years, and jiao's feet are cracked. There is no dry place at the head of the bed, and the feet are constantly raining. Since mourning (sāng), they slept less and got wet all night.

Bai Juyi's charcoal vendor

His face was covered with dust and fireworks, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.

What is the money for selling charcoal for? Wear clothes and eat in your mouth.

In rags, I am worried about charcoal and wish it were cold.

At night, it snowed a foot outside the city, and Xiao drove a charcoal car to roll the ice.

The cow was hungry and rested in the mud outside the south gate.

Who is that proud man riding on two horses? The yellow messenger has a white shirt.

Take off the newspaper yourself and drive back to the north.

A load of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, it's a pity that an imperial envoy.

Half a horse is full of silk, and the cow's head is full of charcoal.

Lonely leaves are cold and lonely.

Hungry and thin

I am short of money. Why?

Vicissitudes have only one shadow.

Lonely wild goose, quiet night, cold wind, grass surprised. Lonely geese wail in the distance, looking up at the autumn moon and looking forward to the future.

Dust and wine stains on clothes

Who is like me when I am down and out (Lei's Two Poems)

2. How can you be down and out (Lei's "Two Rhymes Drinking and Poems in the Deep Ming Dynasty";

3, jade account beard slave fall demon spirit (ray "jade pot song")

4. Buyi came to Xinfeng (Lei, Ma Zhou)

5. Lonely and idle tourists (Zhang Songlei, Shanguang Temple)

6, career down and out will die (ray "Pan Shi")

What is the burden of being down and out (Zhou Wenpu and Wild Rose in Song Dynasty)

2, although lonely (Song Zhou Wenpu's "Like Jinling")

Usually very rich, today is very poor (Song Huangchongzhi's "Stay by the River")

But my relatives and friends didn't give me any news. I was old and sick, and I was alone with my boat.

In the sharp wind from the vast sky, the ape is sobbing.

Birds fly over the clear lake and white sand beach and fly home. (Zhuzhǚ: an island in the water. Sand: the beach. Back: hovering)

Leaves fall like a waterfall, (fallen wood: fallen leaves)

When I watch the long river roll forward.

I came from three thousand miles away. Sad this autumn, (Wan Li: My hometown is far away. Sad autumn: sad autumn of nature, sad autumn of life.

Frequent visitor: wandering for many years)

With my hundred years of sorrow, I climbed this height alone. (one hundred years: life. Independence: A person is more lonely.

On the stage: drinking at high altitude is the custom of the Double Ninth Festival)

Bad luck has laid a bitter frost on my temples. (Bitterness: pain and sadness, personal and national, with "hardship".

Numerous: make ... more. Frosted temples: white hair)

Heartache and fatigue are a thick layer of dust in my wine. (Down and out: sleepy. New station: I quit drinking because I was sick.

The word "new" is even worse. Turbid wine: poor quality wine.

Two feet turn to the world, and one shoulder bears all the worries of ancient and modern times.

6. Poems describing poverty and poverty

The autumn wind broke the hut. Tang dufu

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. I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches.

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. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep!

There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which makes all the poor people in the world very happy! The wind and rain are calm as a mountain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

Pipa and Bai Song Drama

She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.

Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers.

How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.

The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine.

Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.

Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.

Lengma was at the door, so at last she gave her wife to a businessman. (Pipaxing was written in the second year of relegation to Jiangzhou. By describing the superb acting skills and dismal life experiences of the pipa girl, the work expresses the author's personal anguish and sadness caused by political blow and relegation. Here, the poet regards a pipa girl as his intimate friend, and works with her in the same boat, writing about himself, crying about himself, the ups and downs of his career and the sadness of his life, which makes his works have unusual appeal. )

A night-mooring near maple bridge Tang Zhangji

Frosty night,

Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,

The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship. (Zhang tries to be the first to reach the finish line)

Roddy Tang Meng pt.

Nine times a night,

The dream is not short enough to go home.

Twice in Chang 'an,

Look at the flowers with tears.

Roddy Tang Meng pt.

Abortion is hard for light, and worrying about others is hard for the intestines.

Who says that spring is brilliant, just look at the frost on the leaves.

The eagle wren loses its strength, and the wren flies with false wings.

Abandon and abandon again, just like a knife wound. These two songs are about the sadness and loneliness in the end. )

7. Describe a poem that was once bleak.

Wang Chun 1

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Translation:

Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation.

Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred.

The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold.

Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.

2, Yong Yule Jingkou Gu Bei Pavilion nostalgia.

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. Dancing in the pavilion, singing on the platform, wind and rain always blow away romantic feelings. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!

However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who will ask, how is Lian Po's appetite when he is old?

Translation:

Throughout the ages, it is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan. In those days, the dance pavilion and singing platform were still there, but the heroes had already disappeared with the passage of time. The setting sun shone in an ordinary alley covered with grass trees. People say that this is the place where Emperor Wu of Song once lived. Looking back, how brave he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!

However, Liu Yilong, the son of Emperor Wu of Song, was overjoyed and eager for the Northern Expedition. However, Emperor Tuoba Tao of the Northern Wei Dynasty took the opportunity to send troops to the south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, where he was badly hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. How can you turn around? At that time, there were sacrifices outside Tuoba GUI Palace, and crows pecked at the sacrifices. People lived a social life and only worshipped him as a god. I didn't know that this was once the emperor's palace. Who else will ask, is Lian Po eating well when he is old?

3. When is the spring flower and autumn moon?

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. (Carved column: aperture)

Translation:

When does this year's time end? I know how many things happened in the past! Last night, the spring breeze blew from the small building again. How can I bear the pain of missing my hometown in this bright night?

Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

4. Meet Li Guinian at the downstream 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.

Translation:

I often watch your performances in the Qi Palace. In front of Cui, I have also appreciated your art many times.

Unexpectedly, there is a big Jiangnan in this landscape; When the flowers fall, I can meet you again and get to know each other.

5, five books angry, one.

Song dynasty: Lu you

When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.

It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.

Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.

Real name first, who is better than one thousand years!

Translation:

When I was young, I decided to explore the Central Plains in the north. I never thought it would be so difficult. I often look north at the Central Plains, my blood is boiling, and my grievances are like mountains.

I remember beating up the nomads from Guazhou and releasing warships on a snowy night. The autumn wind swept Ma Benteng, recovering the good news of the big three passes.

I think I compared myself to the Great Wall of Wan Li, and made a great wish to sweep away the border troubles for the motherland. Up to now, it is empty talk to expect the recovery of the Northern Expedition.

People can't help thinking of Zhu Gekongming, who is really a model. Who made every effort to lead the three armies to the Han Dynasty and establish the Central Plains in the north?

8. What are the lonely poems?

1, what a sad sentence this time. -(Li Qingzhao's "Slow Singing")

2, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. (Yuan Zhen's Lisi)

3, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")

4, a piece of red dew fragrance, heartbreaking (Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Ci")

5, a letter in the sky, 8,000 Chaozhou Road in the evening. If you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old! (Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck")

6. If you don't see each other, how can you be ruthless? (Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon)

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. (Li Shangyin's Untitled)

8, love each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")

10, how much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. (Li Yu "Yu Meiren")

9. An ancient poem describing a person's despair.

1, sent to the Tang Dynasty: Du Mu was lonely in the south of the Yangtze River, carrying wine, with a thin waist and a light palm.

Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation. Frustrated and down, wandering the rivers and lakes with wine, addicted to the thin-waisted woman favored by King Chu Ling and Zhao's light dance.

Ten years of debauchery in Yangzhou seemed like a dream. When I woke up, I got a fickle reputation among prostitutes. 2. Jin Lu Qujiang bid farewell to this gift to the Qing Dynasty: Who will stay in Nalanxingde?

Sigh life, break up and break up several times, it will become late. What I remember most is cutting candles at the west window, but I'm talking about the rain at home.

No, just for a while. The trees in the Yangtze River are rustling, and the geese in the far blank send their grief.

Under the yellow leaves, autumn is like this. It's sad to say attribution.

Strong material, cold smoke and cold month. I'm sorry for your being down and out, but I haven't met Xiao on my temple yet.

Amnesia, children of Chang 'an. It's too late for us to start now. Only by believing in the past can the truth be denied.

Life hates, * * * who speaks? Who can keep you? It's a pity that life grows old in a hurry after several sad farewells. The most unforgettable thing is to talk by candlelight in the west window and listen to you talk about your hometown. I didn't expect this party to be so short. The Yangtze River is rolling, the leaves are falling, and the geese groan and fly away.

Yellow leaves are falling, and the scene of autumn is so bleak. Hearing that you are leaving has added a lot of sadness to me-but if you want to go back to your hometown, it's better than living in a desolate temple in Beijing.

You came to Beijing with grey temples to seek fame, but you couldn't. Your children are homesick for you at home, and I have always been sorry for your poverty. It seems that talent and destiny always deviate from each other, regardless of ancient and modern times. Who can you talk to about this resentment against unfair fate? 3, drunk from Beijing song: Su Shi light cloud micro-moon, two drinks wake up the boat.

The lonely city looks back at the light smoke. When you remember a song, you don't remember the season.

The towel slipped on the rattan bed, and no one said anything. When will this life drift and rest in peace? Home is in the southwest and often says goodbye to the southeast.

Clouds floated gently, and the moonlight was slightly bright. I woke up from drunkenness in the second watch and the ship was just about to set off. Looking back at Jingkou, the isolated city has disappeared in the fog.

I remember singing and laughing while drinking, but I don't remember getting on the boat. When I woke up, the headscarf was askew, the fan fell off, and the rattan bed was so delicate that I almost died.

When I woke up, no one talked about the peace in my dream. When will the wandering in this life stop? I live in Meishan in the southwest, but I often say goodbye to the southeast. 4, Mulan Ci, antique Ci, Cambodian friends in the Qing Dynasty: If Nalan Xingde sees it for the first time in his life, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain.

More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. Getting along with the right person should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met.

But you and I should love each other, but why should we leave each other today? It's easy to change your heart now, but you say it's easy to change your heart in this world. Just like Tang He, you and I swore a life-and-death oath in the Palace of Eternal Life, but we finally said goodbye. Even so, we don't have any resentment.

But how can Tang compare with that year? He has always made a vow to be a pair of birds and connect the branches with Yang Yuhuan. 5, "From Beijing to Fengxian to recite 500 words" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu has been humiliated since he became a monk.

Eventually ashamed of the nest, it failed to change its festival. It's cloudy and eventful, and guests are sent at night.

First frost is in rags, and his fingers can't be tied straight. An old lady sent her to a different county, ten doors away from the snow.

Who can ignore it for a long time and be hungry? He howled as soon as he started, and his youngest son starved to death.

I would rather give up a mourning, and the alley also sobbed. Being ashamed of being a father led to come to a bad end.

How can you bear to be buried in the dust when you are still down and out? I am really ashamed that I am not floating in this world like Xu You and Chao Fu. Although I feel ashamed, I don't want to change my behavior. Dark clouds fell like mountains, and the streets were gloomy. I, a lonely guest, left the capital in the middle of the night.

I was covered with frost and broke my belt. I tried to tie it, but my fingers froze. My wife and children live in Fengxian, and there is no one to help them. The snow all over the sky separates the family.

How can you ignore the poor life of being frozen and hungry for a long time? I'm here to share the difficulties. I heard crying when I entered the door. My little son is starving! How can I suppress my sadness? My neighbors are sobbing and crying! I can't tell you how ashamed I am inside. A father can't afford to support his children.