Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the three thatched roofs of my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.

The group of children in Nancun bullied me into thinking that I was old and weak, and that I could not bear to face a thief, so they openly carried me into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned home, I leaned on my stick and sighed.

The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since I have lost my temper and have had little sleep, how can I get wet all night long?

There are tens of millions of mansions, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as safe as a mountain even if the wind and rain do not move! Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!

Translation

In the depth of autumn in August, the strong wind howled, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flies across the Huanhua River and is scattered on the other side of the river. The thatch that flies high is entangled in the tall treetops, and the grass that flies low flutters and sinks into the ponds and depressions.

A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak. They had the heart to act like a "thief" and steal things in front of me. They ran into the bamboo forest holding thatch without any scruples. My lips were dry and I couldn’t stop drinking. When I came back, I was leaning on a cane and sighing alone.

After a while the wind stopped, the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the gloomy sky in late autumn gradually became dark. The cloth has been covered for many years and is cold and hard, like iron. The child's sleeping posture was not good and the quilt was torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place in the house. The rainwater on the roof leaks down like twine. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I had very little sleep time. The nights were long, the house was leaky, and the bed was wet. How could I stay up until dawn?

How can we get tens of millions of spacious and tall houses to universally shelter poor scholars all over the world and make them smile? The houses will remain unmoved in wind and rain and be as stable as mountains? well! When will such a tall house appear in front of me, even if my thatched hut is blown apart by the autumn wind, I will be willing to freeze to death!

Appreciation:

This poem can be divided into four stanzas.

There are five sentences in the first paragraph, and each sentence rhymes with five flat rhymes of "Hao", "Mao", "Jiao", "Shao" and "Ao". Gusts of wind.

"The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the triple thatch on my house." It started quickly. The three words "wind roaring" have a loud sound, like the roar of the autumn wind. The word "anger" personifies the autumn wind, making the next sentence not only full of action, but also full of strong emotions - the poet finally built this hut and just settled down, but the autumn wind roared in and rolled up the layers of the hut. The layers of thatch made the poet extremely anxious.

The word "fly" in "The grass flies across the river and spreads across the riverside" closely follows the word "roll" in the previous sentence. The "rolled" thatch did not fall beside the house, but "flyed" away with the wind. , "fly" across the river, and then "sprinkle" scattered, like raindrops, on the "river suburbs": "The tall ones hang on the treetops of the forest" and are difficult to get down; It's hard to take it back. "Rolling", "flying", "crossing", "sprinkling", "hanging" and "floating", one after another, the dynamics not only form a vivid picture, but also closely affect the poet's sight, setting the tone Touch the poet's heartstrings.

The genius of the poet is that he does not express his feelings abstractly, but embodies his feelings in objective descriptions. The scene represented by these lines of poems is: a thin old man in thin, shabby clothes, leaning on a cane, standing outside the house, looking helplessly at the roaring autumn wind rolling up the thatch on his house layer by layer, blowing it over As the river flows away, it splashes everywhere on the outskirts of the river. His anxiety and resentment towards the damaged house due to the strong wind cannot but arouse the screams in the reader's soul.

There are five sentences in the second paragraph, which are the development and supplement of the previous section.

The thatch written in "Sajiang Jiao" in the previous section cannot be recovered. In addition, there is also thatch that fell on the flat ground and can be recovered, but it was carried away by the "Nancun group of children".

The feelings expressed by the author of this poem are basically consistent with the feelings expressed in Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower", "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness". It also expresses the author's thoughts and feelings about the sufferings of the people and the country and the people.

The famous Russian literary critic Belinsky once said: "No poet can become great because of himself and by describing himself, whether it is describing his own pain or describing his own life." Happiness. The reason why any great poet is great is that the roots of his pain and happiness are deeply rooted in the soil of society and history, because he is the organ and representative of society, the times, and mankind. "Du Fu said in this poem. He describes his own pain, but he does not describe his own pain in isolation and simply, but expresses the pain of "the poor people in the world" by describing his own pain, and expresses the suffering of society and the suffering of the times. Nor did he lament, suffer from insomnia, or speak out loudly just because of his own misfortune. On the autumn night when the storm struck mercilessly, what was tumbling in the poet's mind was not only "my hut alone is broken", but also the huts of "the poor men in the world" All broken. Du Fu's passionate feelings of concern for the country and the people and his lofty ideals that urgently demand to change the dark reality have been exciting the hearts of readers for thousands of years and have had a positive effect.

This poem describes the scene of a leaky house and wind and rain on an autumn night, and truly records a fragment of life in the thatched cottage. At the end of the chapter, a strange place suddenly appeared. Using personal experience, I extended myself to others, further putting aside my own hardships, and envisioning thousands of vast mansions that would shelter the poor people from all over the world. This unrealistic fantasy is based on the poet's thought of being devoted to the country and being hungry and drowning; and the expression of his broad mind makes the work radiate the brilliance of positive romanticism. The language of the whole poem is extremely simple and the imagery is majestic. It has no control but comes out one after another. It flows from the heart, so it can grip people's hearts.

Reference: Ancient Poetry Website