On the Articles Describing the Poet Lu You

Description idea: take the content of ancient poetry as the theme, combine your own feelings, and describe it truly. Text:

"Cough ..." Lu You struggled to get up, and the eldest son hurried forward to hold his father. The second son, Long, laid the bedding by the bed and held his father back.

I clearly feel that life is fading away, and Lu You's heart is filled with many emotions. His eyes rested on the room, slipped past the seven children and threw them out of the window. "It's New Year's Eve again, and another year has passed. I'm afraid ... "

"Dad!" The children choked up.

"Children don't have to be sad. My father is over 70 years old. You will be satisfied to see that you can follow my instructions and serve the country and the people. I only hope that after your father left, don't forget your virtue and be a good person ... Ahem ... "A gust of wind started, Lu You coughed again, and the third son quickly closed the doors and windows. The fifth son listens to his father now.

After a while, Lu You's spirit seems to be much better. He looked at the curtain of the bed, as if he saw a picture of his young self galloping on the battlefield, as if he heard a distant and familiar bugle call ... "My father drove the enemy to defeat Lu for the country in this life, but it's a pity that the Central Plains is still in the hands of thieves, and my great Song mountains and rivers are broken ... Ahem ..." Speaking of heartache, Lu You coughed violently.

"Dad!"

"Father, don't get excited ..."

"Father, be careful!"

"Nothing ..." Lu You calmed down for a while, and then said, "One day, I, Dasong, will definitely set foot on my homeland, recover my homeland, and reorganize the rivers and mountains!"

"Yes, my father said!"

"Yes, my DaSong will be unified again!"

"Yes, Dad, don't worry!"

"Fathers can't wait for that day ..."

"Dad, no, you will see!"

"Father ..."

"Children don't have to be sad. There is a destiny for life and death. Just remember, when the Central Plains is restored, don't covet enjoyment. You must also bring good wine to my grave and tell me. If you do this, it is benevolence. "

"I dare not forget my father's teachings!"

"yes."

"Father ..."

"remember! Remember! "

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

"Dad!"