A poem about a teenager who has no worries.

1. Find an ancient poem to describe Xin Qiji's "ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road".

Xin Qiji's ugly slave in the middle wall of Shuboshan Road

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

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This is a sentence written by Xin Qiji when he was impeached and left his post and lived in seclusion with the lake. During his stay by the lake, he wandered around Boshan Road, but he was not interested in enjoying the local scenery. Seeing more and more national affairs, I can't do anything about it, and I can't get rid of my worries. So I wrote this sentence on a wall of Boshan Road. In this poem, the author highlights the word "worry" as a clue throughout the whole article by means of contrast, which is sincere and euphemistic, simple and profound, and makes people think deeply.

The first film of the word focuses on recalling the sadness of not knowing yourself when you were a teenager. When I was a teenager, I was young and ignorant, optimistic and confident, and I still lacked a real experience of what people often said about "troubles." The first sentence "A teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow" is the core of the last film. As we know, Xin Qiji grew up in the enemy-occupied area of the Central Plains. As a teenager, he not only experienced the sufferings of the people, but also witnessed the cruelty of the Jin people. At the same time, he was greatly encouraged by the heroic struggle spirit of the people in the north. He not only has the courage and talent to resist national rejuvenation, but also believes that the Central Plains can be recovered and the Jin invaders can be driven away. So, he doesn't know what "worry" is. In order to imitate the previous generation of writers and express a little so-called "sadness", he "fell in love with the floor" and looked for it carefree. The author used two words in succession "fall in love with the floor". The use of this overlapping sentence avoids general description, but effectively leads to the following content. The former sentence "falling in love with the first floor" and the first sentence constitute a causal complex sentence, which means that the author didn't know what sorrow was when he was young, so he liked to go upstairs to entertain himself. There is a causal relationship between "falling in love with the building" and "saying sorrow for adding new words" in the back, that is, falling in love with the high-rise building triggered poetic interest, and at that time, I had to reluctantly say something like "melancholy" when I didn't know the taste of sorrow. The use of this kind of overlapping sentence links two different levels and expresses the idea of "I don't know how to worry" in the last movie to the fullest.

The next paragraph of the word focuses on your current troubles. The author pays attention to the comparison with the previous works everywhere, showing that with the growth of age, his life experience is getting deeper and deeper, and he has a real understanding of the word "trouble". The author went to the Southern Song Dynasty with the desire to serve the country to the death, and wanted to work together with the Southern Song regime to build and restore the great cause. Who knows, the Southern Song regime could not resist him. Not only did he have no way to serve the country, but he also ended up in a secluded position. "He is loyal and has nowhere to vent his anger." The sadness and pain in his heart can be imagined. The word "gold" here is very powerful and contains many complicated feelings of the author, thus completing a major turning point in the whole poem's thoughts and feelings. Then, the author used two more sentences "I want to talk about it", which are still in the form of overlapping sentences and echo each other in structure and usage. These two sentences "I want to talk about it" have two different meanings. The previous sentence is followed by the word "do" in the previous sentence. In real life, people's emotions, such as emotions, joys and sorrows, are often complementary to each other. Extreme happiness becomes latent sadness, and deep sadness becomes self-mockery. In the past, the author insisted on worrying, but now he is worried to nothing. The last sentence "what I want to say" is closely linked with the following sentence. Because, the sadness in the author's chest is not personal parting, but sorrow when he is worried about his country and hurts it. At that time, it was taboo to express this concern when the capitulators controlled state affairs. Therefore, the author can't say it directly here, so he has to turn to the weather, "autumn is crisp." The end of this sentence seems to be an understatement, but it is actually very implicit, which fully expresses the depth and breadth of the author's "worry"

Xin Qiji's first poem, through the comparison between "teenager" and "now", shows his pain of being suppressed and excluded, and he has no way to serve the country. It is a satire and dissatisfaction with the ruling group in the Southern Song Dynasty. In terms of artistic techniques, "youth" is the object, "present" is the subject, and the past is used to set off the present. The writing technique is also very clever, highlighting the deep sadness of today and having a strong artistic effect.

2. Sorrow poems break the sand of Huanxi, grind gold and cut into layers of jasper leaves.

The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough.

Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear.

Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

I can't get rid of this feeling, but I frown, but my heart is full of Fang Ting's collection in spring, the day when idle windows are sold, and the painting hall is infinitely deep and secluded. The seal is burnt out, and the shadow falls on the curtain hook.

It is better to plant Jiang Mei by hand, so why go upstairs in the water? No one is here, lonely as he Xun is in Yangzhou. Never, like rhyme, embarrassing rain, unbearable wind. Whose flute blows out deep sadness? If you don't hate the fragrance, you can't leave the canal to sweep the trace.

It's hard to say, the window is bright and the moon is light, and it's still romantic. On the phoenix stage, I remembered that the flute was fragrant and cold, and I blushed, so I got up and combed my hair.

Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything.

New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times.

Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.

Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then. The voice is searching slowly, cold and desolate, sad and miserable.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.

This time, what a sad sentence! Appreciation of Two Poems of Li Yu's "Hui Huan" Yu went to the West Building alone without words, the moon was like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locked the deep courtyard in the clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.

It's not just the general taste. Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late.

When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. When is the autumn moon in Chris Lee, Yu Meiren, and how many people know its past?

The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon. The jade carving should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it.

How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing eastward. "The bonus fades easily, and the water is infinite, which seems sad." "How can you avoid the sadness and hatred of life? How can you be alone? " The west wind is still shining, Han Jialing (Li Bai's Qin Yi E) is weak and suspicious of the wind, and the orchids are like towels.

Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). The Chu people want to hear Yao's resentment. At midnight in Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God"), the mountain temple searched for laurel seeds in the middle of the month, and the county pavilion watched the tide on the pillow. When I revisit my old place (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"), I hate it when I think about it until I return.

In the Ming dynasty, people leaned against the building (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc") wanted to be at dusk. When they are bored and leaning against the door alone (Bodhisattva Man in the text), they are all there. When they were heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (A Dream in the South of the Yangtze River) had not come home, and they must be heartbroken when they got home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man). Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Brothers"). Don't cry. Talk a lot (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son"), and you are still in love.

In retrospect, when I remembered the green silk dress, I felt sorry for the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's Tea Son) and made a thousand wishes in front of the pillow. I want to have a rest and wait for Lan Qingshan to let her husband come back early, but I am deeply interested in looking back at Li Qingyun. Heritage is a double emerald.

Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi). He often gets sick and drinks before sunrise. It is sad to leave Zhu Yan thin in the mirror (how many tears there are in Feng Yansi's Magpie Tread, leaning on it (Jing Li's Spread Huanxisha). I don't have a taste in my heart (Li Yu's Night Cry). How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward (Li Yu's Young Beauty), you can't rely on the fence alone, and it is infinite. It's easy to see when it's difficult.

Spring water has come out, and the slave of heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha") is hard to come out, so you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man) After the lonely people in other places dispersed, I looked at the residual smoke in a daze.

The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") For my heart and yours, I knew I remembered each other deeply (Gu Wei's "Confessions"). When does the green grass stop? Tears and sorrow have been broken first (Qian's "Yu Lou Chun"). Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun). The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns homesick tears (Fan Zhongyan's Sumugai). Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people grow thousands of miles (Fan Zhongyan's "Forbidden City" tears have not yet arrived.

The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Everyone has come to this matter, and there is no intention to avoid it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing"). When will Chunchun go back? Looking in the mirror at night hurts the scenery. In the later period of the past, there was no choice but to remember the flowers in the province (Zhang Xian's Fairy). As if I had met Yan and returned, the small garden incense trail wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"). I don't know if the bright moon will stay, but I will wear Zhu Hu (Yan Shu's butterfly lovers) to send a marker ruler. The mountains are long and the water is wide, and I don't know where (Yan Shu's) is. "

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Jade Home is Spring") March is coming.

It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian). The sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"), and tears are sprinkled on tourists. I hate the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu's Picking Mulberries) rushing by.

This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha") First sent to the spring, and then sent to the monarch.

To catch up with spring in the south of the Yangtze River, you must stay in spring (Wang Guan's "Bu Operator"), and Swift Qi Fei (Yan's "Linjiang Xian"). If you are afraid of meeting each other, it will be like a dream (Yan's "Partridge Sky"). If you sleep late, you will be unforgettable, heartless and heartbroken (Yan's Nanxiangzi)