What are the ancient or ancient poems in China that describe the harsh environment?

Du Fu wrote "Stone Trough" in the Tang Dynasty, the original text is as follows:

At dusk, officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch.

Vernacular: At dusk, I live in Shihao Village, and at night, officers are forced to recruit. The old man fled over the wall, and the old woman went out to deal with it.

Why are officials angry? Why do women cry? After listening to the woman, three men guarded Ye.

Vernacular: The officers shouted so fiercely that the old woman cried so sadly. I heard the old woman come forward and say, "My three sons are going to take part in the battle of Yecheng.

One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead!

Vernacular: One of the sons sent back a message that the other two sons had just died in battle. Let the living live one day at a time, and the dead will never be resurrected!

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.

Vernacular: old woman, there is no one else in my family, only a little grandson who is nursing. Because of the little grandson, his mother hasn't left yet, but she doesn't even have a good dress 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.

Vernacular: Although the old woman is old and weak, please allow me to follow you back to camp overnight. Go to Heyang to apply for a job and prepare breakfast for the troops. "

The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.

Vernacular: It was late at night, and the voice gradually disappeared, and there was a faint intermittent cry. After dawn, I continued on my way, just to say goodbye to the old man who came home.

The song "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind" was written by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty. The original text is as follows:

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs.

Vernacular: In the late autumn of August, the wind roared, and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof.

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.

Vernacular: thatched grass flies around, crosses Huanhuaxi and scatters on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions.

The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief.

Vernacular: 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" and rob things face to face.

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.

Vernacular: I ran into the bamboo forest with thatch in my arms without scruple. I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone 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.

Vernacular: After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy. This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate.

There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain.

Vernacular Chinese: How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses that generally shelter the poor people in the world, and are as stable as Mount Tai?

Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

Vernacular: alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself!

Bai Juyi, the author of "Selling Charcoal Weng" in the Tang Dynasty, wrote:

The face is dusty and smoky, and the temples are gray and black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth.

Vernacular: An old man who sells charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in Nanshan all the year round. His face was covered with dust and smoke, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were blackened by charcoal.

Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it.

Vernacular: Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high, resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is the man riding two horses? They are eunuchs in the palace, eunuchs.

A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Those people put half a piece of red yarn and a piece of silk on their heads as the price of charcoal.

Vernacular: A cart of charcoal weighs 1000 kilograms. Eunuchs and officials were forced to leave quickly. The old man is reluctant to give up, but he is helpless. Those people hung half a horse's red yarn and a silk on the cow's head as the price of charcoal.

Extended data

Du Fu's anecdote:

After the Anshi Rebellion, Du Fu felt that those in power would ignore people's livelihood and only care about their own enjoyment, which would definitely lead to the demise of the country. So he wrote a poem that was later selected into the famous anthology "300 Tang Poems" with indignation, that is, a seven-character long poem named "The Second Way".

This poem has become a veritable "epic" because of its bold satire and profound exposure of the Yang family's extravagant life. Moreover, people have also summed up an idiom "spicy" from it, which is used to indicate that the first-class goods are arrogant and powerful.