Keep a rich man’s door in the morning, and follow the fat horse dust in the evening.

The broken cup and the cold food lurk sadness everywhere.

——Du Fu's "Twenty-Two Rhymes Presented to Wei Zuocheng"

In the later period of Tang Xuanzong's reign, he gradually became sluggish, and the entire government was controlled by the treacherous Prime Minister Li Linfu.

He holds great power and blocks his opinions. Under his single-handed control, no one was accepted after years of scientific examination. And Du Fu was one of the losers.

Du Fu, who became famous at a young age, was looked down upon and despised in the second half of his life, which was filled with bitter tears.

But it was this experience that made him completely put aside his former frivolity and truly mature.

Ye Jiaying said: Don’t complain to the world, as a phoenix will be born from the fire. Sweetness, bitterness and pleasure are the tea of ??life and the path of life.

If suffering is unavoidable, then change your attitude towards suffering, neither humble nor arrogant, persevere, and bloom a flower in the suffering. The old wife lives in a different county, separated by ten people from the wind and snow.

Who can ignore it for a long time and go to bed to be hungry and thirsty?

When I heard the howl at the entrance, my youngest son died of hunger.

I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys.

I am ashamed to be a father, and I will die young if I don’t have enough food.

——Du Fu's "Five Hundred Words on Traveling from Beijing to Fengxian County"

After several twists and turns, Du Fu finally found an extremely small official position, similar to Bi Mawen. Responsible for managing warehouses and horses. Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch it alone in my boudoir.

I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an.

The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.

Whenever I lean on the virtual guise, my tears will dry up under my eyes.

——Du Fu's "Moonlight Night"

In 755 AD, the Anshi Rebellion broke out. The rebels invaded Chang'an and all those who could escape fled. Du Fu, who was an insignificant official, unfortunately became captured.

It is another Mid-Autumn Festival, when people under the full moon should be reunited, but Du Fu and his wife are separated and unable to reunite. But, even if we are far away from each other, even if the night is deeper and deeper, we still know that there is someone who is thinking of me, thinking of me, and looking forward to me.