Is the final imperial edict written in classical Chinese?

1. The original imperial edict of the reverberation broadcast

Imperial edict on ending the dispute between Dadong and Dadong

I am deeply aware of the general trend of the world and the status quo of the empire, and I am very cautious in handling the current situation.

I * * * ヲシテ empire, m? English? Branch? The four Soviet countries issued a notice on accepting the declaration and its agreement.

Suppress the emperor's subjects, Kangningtu, Wanbang * * * Rong, Le, Xie, Huang Zu, Fan. Mi Ying declared war, the empire survived, East Asia was stable, and several countries were out. However, we have fought four wars, fought bravely, made great efforts, and dedicated 100 million people to public service. In addition, the enemy's new and cruel use of explosive bombs, frequent innocent killing, tragic destruction, and investigation. However, if the war continues, it will continue, and eventually, our nation will perish, which will lead to スノ?ナスクムハハハハス. Why should I protect this child and the ancestors of the emperor? Thank you. This is the same declaration, saying that * * ヲシテ and * * should be セシムルニルルルナル.

I, empire, liberation, cooperation, alliance, regret and expression of regret in East Asia. Imperial subjects, those who died in war, those who died in occupation, those who died in misfortune, those who died in misfortune, and their survivors. Moreover, those who suffer from war injuries, disasters and family property losses will live well. However, it is normal for the empire to suffer in the future. My subjects know each other's feelings, and I know each other's good. However, times have changed, and it is unbearable.

We, the state institutions, protect the people, the people, the people, the people and the people. If the husband's feelings are aroused, the incident is indiscriminate, or the compatriots crowd out, the situation will be chaotic, and the situation will be chaotic. What is appropriate for a country is appropriate for future generations. It is true that China will not die, and there is a long way to go. My subjects, my subjects, my subjects, my subjects, my subjects.

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I deeply understand the general trend tomorrow and the present situation of the empire, and want to clean up the situation with extreme measure. I am here to tell my loyal subjects.

I made "Empire * * *," declaring that the United States, Britain, China and the Soviet Union were bound by the same declaration.

The suppression of imperial subjects, Kangning, is the joy of all people and the legacy of the emperor's ancestors. I am at a loss. Therefore, the United States and Britain declared war for the survival of several empires and the stability of East Asia. It is not my ambition to exclude the sovereignty of other countries and invade their territory. However, the war has been going on for four years, and I, the general of the army and the navy, have fought bravely, and I, the billion people, have risked my life and forgotten the past; The war situation does not need to be improved, and the general trend of the world is not good for me. In addition, the new sadistic explosive bombs used by the enemy frequently kill and injure innocent people, which is really hard to prevent. However, continuing to fight will eventually lead to the demise of our nation and delay the destruction of human civilization. In that case, how can I protect the god of Etilio Pool and Xie Huanghuang's ancestors? I made the empire agree to the declaration.

I feel sorry for the allies who finally cooperated with the empire to liberate East Asia. I think the death of imperial subjects in the war, martyrdom in the battlefield, premature death and their survivors are divided into five parts. As for those who were injured by the war, suffered disasters and lost their homes, I deeply miss them. But the suffering of the empire in the future is extraordinary; I know how my subjects feel. However, the trend of fortune, I am very embarrassed and unbearable, thinking that the world will be peaceful.

I want to protect the national system, trust the sincerity of my loyal subjects and stay with my subjects forever. If I arouse my husband's feelings, I will make trouble, or crowd out my compatriots, confuse the current situation with each other, go astray, and lose faith in the world. I will be the most abstinent. The whole country should be handed down from generation to generation, convinced that China is immortal and has a long way to go, devoted to future construction, loyal to morality, loyal to the public, and carrying forward the essence of the national sports system, so as not to fall behind the world. My subjects, I am serious!

Yuan Shuipai wrote a satirical poem before liberation, which seems to be about his master. What is the original text? The title of the poem is "The master wants to resign".

The original text is as follows: the master wants to resign. Author: Mafanto, my dear public servant! Thank you for giving me the name of the host. I feel very scared and think you are very funny! Obviously, you are a high-powered adult, obviously, I am a low-powered person. You give the order, and I will fight for it. Say you are a public servant and I am the master? I live in the stable, you live in the hall, I eat bones, you eat hooves.

This is not good, my Lord. Take it out on me and get black and blue! It's really wrong for adults to call themselves public servants, and it's even more ridiculous to call me master. Your name should be changed. I don't want to do this anymore.

I want to resign. what do you think? The title of the host is presented intact. I'd rather be a real donkey. A donkey in zoology, magnificent! Of course, I'll give you a ride; Of course I kick you; I'll call you, of course; Quietly, the phase of the donkey! My dear jockey! Please ride! Please don't put on airs, donkey brain is simple and abnormal, your reins, my direction! I hope you don't hurt me too much so that I can serve for a long time. Please save the slogan, donkey owner, why sing again! 1945, written by the poet Yuan Shui Pai Ma Fantuo.

Yuan Shuipai (19 16- 1982) was originally named Guang Mei, and his pen name was Ma Fantuo. Guo Xiang, Wuxian.

I studied at Shanghai Hujiang University, but after only three months, I was admitted to Shanghai Zheshang Bank and then transferred to Shanghai China Bank. After the outbreak of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, he was transferred to the Trust Department of Hongkong Branch of Bank of China. During his stay in Hong Kong, he participated in progressive cultural activities and study groups, and studied Outline of New Philosophy, French Civil War and Capital.

1938 On March 27th, the All-China Anti-Japanese Federation of Literary and Art Circles, a national anti-Japanese national agreement front organization initiated by representatives of various literary and art circles, was established in Wuhan. Yuan Shuipai was elected as the alternate director of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, responsible for editing the magazine "Anti-Japanese Literature and Art" .. 1940 published the first book of poetry "Man".

1942, Yuan Shuipai attended the China in Guilin. From 1944, Yuan Shuipai began to write folk songs under the pen name "Ma Fantuo".

1949 Shanghai returned to Shanghai after liberation. Nearly 200 political satirical poems published in newspapers and periodicals in Kuomintang-controlled areas are mostly included in "Ma Fantuo Folk Songs" and its sequels, which have a wide influence among young intellectuals.

Ma Fantuo's folk songs do not stop at describing social life phenomena, but try to dig its essence through phenomena and guide readers to recognize the roots of these phenomena. 1949 In July, Shui Yuan was photographed in Beijing to attend the First National Congress of Literary and Art Circles, and settled in Beijing in September. In the 1950s, he also wrote some satirical poems.

1In April, 957, he wrote a poem "Shake Your Head", satirizing those who blocked the policy of "letting a hundred flowers blossom" and published it in People's Daily. In May, he also wrote a satirical poem "Getting Off the Bus".

In the late 1950s, he served as the director of literature and art in Publicity Department of the Communist Party of China, presided over the Ten Articles on Literature and Art, and formulated the literary policy of the CPC Central Committee. During the Cultural Revolution, he was framed, swallowed a lot of sleeping pills and was rescued, leaving sequelae.

In the last two years of ten years of turmoil, Yuan Shuipai returned to Beijing from Helan Mountain, and served as the deputy director of the Propaganda Department, presiding over the revision of the English version of Poems and the revision of the new version of A Dream of Red Mansions. You were the editor-in-chief of People's Literature.

1982 10 died in Beijing on129 October. .

3. Regarding the translation of classical Chinese, Wang Pou, whose real name is Wei Yuan, is a native of Lingying Cinema. Grandfather Wang Xiu is very famous in Wei. His father, Wang Yi, was noble, upright and good, and was the Sima of Wendi. During the war in Dongguan, Emperor Wen asked everyone, "Who will be responsible for the recent events?" Wang Yi replied: "The responsibility lies with the marshal." Wendi Deng said angrily, "You want to put the blame on me!" So he pulled it out and cut off his head.

Wang Pou established his ethics when he was young. He is eight feet four inches tall and looks strange. He has a clear and clear voice, clear pronunciation and mellow voice, good temperament and extensive reading. He felt sad for his father's death in an unexpected disaster. He never sat facing the west, which showed that he didn't want to be a courtier. At that time, he lived in seclusion and taught others, but the court repeatedly refused to recruit. He built a hut beside his father's grave and went there in the morning and evening. Holding the branches of the cypress tree and crying sadly, tears fell on the tree and the tree withered. Mother is naturally afraid of thunder. After her death, every time it thundered, she would drive to the cemetery and say, "My son is here." When I finish reading "; The phrase "Mourn for my parents and give birth to me" failed after crying for many times, and his protected people and those who were educated there were deleted; Guo E's title.

Wang Pou's family is very poor. They farm their own fields, count the number of people and estimate their own sericulture. Someone tried to help him, but he refused.

Many students helped him cut the wheat privately, so Wang Pou threw it away. His old friend came to visit and gave him something, but he didn't accept it. His protege was taken care of by the county judge, so he told Wang Pou about it and asked him to ask the judge. Wang Pou said, "Your knowledge is not enough to protect you, and my kindness is too shallow to protect you. What's the use of asking him? " I've been in charge for forty years. "So my son wore salty soy sauce and sandals and sent his protege to the county government. There are more than 1000 famous students and followers. Anqiu county magistrate thought he was visiting himself and adjusted his clothes to meet him. ("I don't understand") He stood hunched like A Qing. So I held hands and left with tears in my eyes. The county magistrate immediately exiled him, and the county was ashamed of it.

There is a man named Yan Guan in the village. He is a little talented, but he is not very famous. But Wang Pou thought he could show off, so he chose him and made friends with him. Only when they have children of their own will they get engaged together. Yan Guan later became a captain of Yi Xi, died and was buried in Luoyang. Wang Pou changed the marriage for his daughter. Yan Guan's younger brother Guan Fu asked Wang Pou, and Wang Pou said, "I am indifferent to Zhi Ming only because I want to fulfill my wish in this mountain forest. In the past, my sisters were married far away, but I have lost their news since then, and I swear by myself every time. Now Yan Guan's son has buried him in Luoyang, which shows that he is from Beijing. This is the original intention of our marriage! " Guan Fu said, "Sister-in-law is a Qi person and should go back to Linzi." Wang Pou said, "Some people buried their father in Henan and followed their mother back to Qi! With such an intention, what marriage is there! "

There is a man named Gao Chun in Beihai. When he was young, he established his ambition and integrity. He lives alone in poverty and hardship, carrying this book around and studying. All the villages and cities think that Gao Yuan has appeared again. Wang Pou thinks that Gao Chun is insidious and cunning, pursuing fame and fortune, and will definitely not succeed in the end. After that, Gao Chun really had no conduct and his studies were not completed, so people of insight let him go back. Wang Pou has always believed that people's behavior should return to a good path, so why blame others for what they can't do?

When Luoyang and Beijing's political power were in danger, Japanese thieves swarmed in, and their relatives wanted to move across the Yangtze River. Wang Pou didn't want to leave the cemetery. The thief came very hard. He left, disappeared and refused to go forward, so he was killed by the thief.

I'll read it again when you send it to me.

There is a place that can't be turned over. There must be some mistakes. Please forgive me.

Tell me about your reward.

4. What's the difference between the original and the Chinese version of The Last War Elephant? Look directly at the original text. Call leader in Xishuangbanna once had a team of majestic elephant soldiers.

The so-called elephant soldier is an army riding an elephant to fight. Compared with cavalry, elephant soldiers can not only play a mobile and fast role, but also split the enemy with their long noses, trample the enemy to death with their hooves and directly participate in the battle. A large group of elephants pounced on the enemy like an avalanche, with dust rolling and roar overwhelming.

1943, Japanese invaders invaded Myanmar, and they entered the Xishuangbanna border town of Rhoda, just across the river from Myanmar. Elephant soldiers fought the Japanese invaders on the banks of the Rhoda River.

The fighting was extremely fierce, and the gunfire, fighting sound and elephant roar were earth-shattering; The devils dropped more than 70 bodies in the Rhoda River, and all our more than 80 elephants were shot to the ground, and the river was dyed red with blood. After the battle, the summoner dug a pit more than 20 meters wide by the Rhoda River, solemnly buried the fallen war elephants, and erected a monument on the pit: the Tomb of Hundred Elephants.

When the migrant workers in Manguangnong Village were carrying the body of a war elephant, they accidentally found that a male elephant was still breathing, his neck was cut open by a knife, and a machine gun bullet passed through its front leg, covered in blood, but it was still alive. They carried it back to the stockade in eight wagons.

This is the only surviving war elephant. Its name is Jia Carpau. The kind villagers were cured and raised.

Jia Kabo was still alive when he went to Manguang village in March and 1969 jumped in line to settle down. In his 50 s, his neck is crooked badly, his mouth will never close properly, and he drools all day; One of the front legs was not completely cured, and it was very short, and it began to stumble; The sparse elephant hair is almost gone, and the skin is wrinkled like dehydrated loofah; Years of dust, two ivory accumulated a thick ugly yellow stain.

It is a war elephant, and it is a hero. The villagers respect and take care of it and never ask it to move things.

It idles around the stockade all day, asking for bananas at the host's house and drinking spring water at the west. I am familiar with Bonodin, the old man in charge of raising chocolate, so I became friends with Gagarin.

In the third year of jumping the queue, my wife became more and more senile and I ate less and less. I sleep in the shade all day, my skin is flabby and my body is shrinking, just like a dehydrated lemon. Bononding was a slave to the toast for many years when he was young, and his living habits were very distinct. He said to me, "The sun is setting, the fire pit is going out, and it's time to go to the grave."

A few days later, Tiaocao refused to eat and lay on the ground. It shook its nose for a long time before it opened its eyes and looked at you with difficulty. I think it is almost in a semi-coma.

But one morning, I passed by the elephant room next to the threshing floor. I was surprised to find that the mind of the elephant room suddenly woke up. Although the body is still weak, the spirit is in a state of excitement. Seeing Bonodine, Ou Ou gave a brief growl, with his nose arched, pointing to the small attic where the elephant's house was piled up with debris, and the elephant's hooves kicked the ground in haste, as if he could not wait to get the small attic. At first, Bonondine didn't want to pay attention to it. He lost his temper and hit the post with his nose and the wooden wall with his huge body.

The elephant house is crumbling. Bonodin couldn't beat it, so he asked me for help, climbed into the attic and handed down the sundries to see what it really wanted.

There are half a basket of seeds, two bundles of old corn and some broken sacks in the attic, but there seems to be nothing else. I thought it was ready and wanted to eat, so I threw two strings of old corn, hooked it with the tip of my nose and threw it out of the elephant house like garbage. I also handed a half basket of rice to Bononding, but before he could catch it firmly, I was knocked over by a rebuff and stepped on it angrily with an elephant's hoof. I threw the broken sack down again, and it was picked up with ivory.

There is nothing to throw in the corner of the attic except a broken mat. Yi carboxyl is still anxiously looking up and yelling at me.

"Look again, see what else?" Bonodin urged below. I opened the broken cushion and there was something like a saddle in it. It is big and heavy. It looks like it is made of wild cowhide, and there is a thick layer of dust on it.

Besides, there is really nothing in the attic. I kicked that stupid thing downstairs.

A strange thing happened: when he saw the broken thing, he calmed down, blew the dust off it with his nose, rubbed it on the broken thing for a long time, and his eyes shone with tears, as if he saw an old friend who had met after a long separation. "Oh, long time no see. It wants its elephant saddle. "

Bononding suddenly realized: "This is the saddle it wears when fighting like an elephant. We carried it back to the stockade from the battlefield, and it was still wearing an elephant's saddle. I took off the elephant's saddle and threw it in the attic when I was treating it.

Alas, it's been 26 years, and I completely forgot. Unexpectedly, it still remembers it so firmly. "Oh, carboxyl picked up the elephant's saddle with its nose and lifted it to its back, signaling us to help it.

Bonondine and I had a hard time putting the elephant's saddle on its back. There are bullet holes in the elephant saddle, and there seems to be blood stains, mixed with a strange smell of leather, smoke, war dust and fresh blood; There is a lotus-shaped cushion in the center of the elephant saddle, surrounded by a circle of silver bells and apricot ears. Twenty-six seasons of wind, frost, rain and snow have worn out, but they still look heavy and luxurious.

JayCarbo wears an elephant saddle, which adds more heroic spirit. "What does it want to put on the elephant's saddle now?" I asked, puzzled.

"I'm afraid this is not a good sign." Bononding frowned and said sadly, "I think it may leave us to attend the elephant funeral."

I've heard the legend of elephant funeral. The elephant is a very spiritual animal. Except those who died suddenly and unfortunately in the wilderness, they can accurately predict their own death.

About half a month before the arrival of death, the elephant left the herd, bid farewell to his companions, and walked alone to the distant and mysterious elephant grave. Every herd of elephants has an elephant tomb, or a deep rain crack, or a huge cave, or a pit left by an earthquake.

All elephants in this population, no matter where they wandered to the ends of the earth, must end up in the same elephant grave; Surprisingly, from birth to death, even though the elephant has never been to or seen the elephant burial, it is still alive.