Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons

Don’t wait for a moment, your young head will turn gray, and you will feel empty and sad

Aspirational and hungry meal Meat, laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Huns.

Civil officials do not love money, military officials are willing to die, and the world is at peace!

Good mountains and rivers are not enough, and horses' hooves urge them to return home in the bright moonlight.

Lord, it’s midnight, how can the general be at peace?

I vowed to reward the Mingsheng with seven feet, and pointed to the end of the world in anger without stopping to cry.

Yue Fei's Poems

Chizhou Cuiwei Pavilion

Over the years, the dust has filled my clothes, and I especially look for fragrance in Cuiwei.

Good water and good mountains are not enough, and the horse's hooves are urging you to return by the bright moon.

Appreciation

This poem expresses the author's infinite and deep love for the mountains and rivers of the motherland through the travel notes. The art is ingenious and unconventional. Although it is a travelogue, it does not describe the scenery in detail, but focuses on expressing personal feelings. In addition to the order of time, its structure also uses emotional changes as clues to the whole poem, highlighting the joy of this trip. The language is plain and natural, as clear as words.

Xiaochong Mountain

The crickets couldn’t stop chirping in the cold last night. Shocked back from a thousand-mile dream, it’s been the third update. Get up and walk around the steps alone. People are quiet, and the moon is dimly bright outside the curtain.

A white head is a sign of fame. Old mountains and old pines and bamboos block the return journey. I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin. If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?

Appreciation of Works

The top line of the poem describes the melancholy mood of dreaming back at night. The chirping of cold crickets, the hazy moonlight; dreaming of the third night, walking alone around the stairs. Time, scenery, environment, action. Implicit twists and turns, blending scenes. Staying awake in the middle of the night, walking alone around the stairs, and looking at the hazy moonlight in the sky through the curtains, we can see his loneliness and anger at the difficulty of achieving his ambition. The lower column writes about the obstruction of ambition, and the first sentence reaches straight to the heart. The second or third sentence uses "returning to the mountains, the old people with pines and bamboos" to describe the desire to return home to the old people in the Central Plains, and the author's eagerness to return to his hometown and regain the Central Plains. The author uses a tortuous and implicit writing style to express it in a sudden way. The three sentences "desire to general" express the idea of ??resisting gold with the metaphor of "high mountains and flowing water" and the difficulty of finding close friends. A mood of depression, worry and indignation. The whole poem is melancholy, tortuous, euphemistic, full of metaphors, and intertwined with scenes, and has a high artistic level.

Manjianghong·Writing - Angry and Crowned

Angry and Crowned, leaning on the railing, the misty rain stops. He raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, with strong feelings.

Thirty years of fame are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long car to trample it, Helan Mountain is missing.

Zhuangzhi eats Hun meat when hungry, and drinks Hun blood when he is thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

Translation of the work

Furious, I climbed up and leaned on the railing. A drizzle had just stopped. He raised his head and looked around at the vast expanse, looking up to the sky and sighing. The ambition is fierce, thirty years of achievements have now turned into dust, and there are only floating clouds and bright moon in the thousands of miles. Don't waste your years and grow gray as a young man, only to be left alone with regrets and sorrows.

The shame of the Jingkang Year has not yet been washed away. When will the resentment of the courtiers be eliminated? I just want to drive a chariot through the enemy camp in Helan Mountain. They share the same ambition and hatred, eat the enemy's flesh, laugh and talk about the enemy, and drink the enemy's blood. I want to start all over again to regain the old rivers and mountains, and pay homage to my old capital, Jingque.

It shows the author's strong patriotic spirit in fighting against the Jin soldiers, regaining his homeland, and reunifying the motherland.

The river is full of red·Looking into the Central Plains

Looking into the Central Plains, there are many cities outside the desolate smoke. I think of those days when flowers covered willows and phoenix towers and dragon pavilions were built.

In front of the Long Live Mountain, there are pearls and greenery, and in the Peng Hu Hall, music and songs are played. Up to now, the suburbs are full of iron cavalry, and the wind and dust are bad.

Where are the troops? The edge is strong; where is the people's safety? Fill gullies. Sigh that the country remains the same, thousands of villages are scattered.

When will I ask for a tassel to carry the sharp brigade and cross the Qinghe Road with a whip! But he returned and continued his tour of Hanyang, riding a yellow crane.

Appreciation of the work:

In the first three sentences of the first film, "Looking at the Central Plains from afar", the author climbed to the Yellow Crane Tower and thought about the land of the Central Plains. What appeared in front of him were many city outlines in the wilderness. It appears and disappears under the cover of smoke. The word "deserted smoke" already implies "war". After the war, the countryside was deserted, the city was decayed, and there was a depression, which aroused the author's memories of the past. The following four sentences of "Thinking of those days" describe the prosperity of that year, with dragon pavilions and phoenix towers, music and dancing, and green surroundings. The next two sentences, "until now", reveal the deep dissatisfaction with the rulers. The famine and war ruined the country, resulting in increasing border troubles. The Jin soldiers went south and the people suffered.

The next film expresses emotions directly. "The soldiers are safe" and "the people are safe" heavily condemn the rulers for the devastating disaster they have brought to the soldiers and ordinary people who resisted the enemy. The former died on the battlefield, while the latter threw his body into the wilderness, causing the mountains and rivers to be broken, the country to be ruined and the family to be destroyed, the country to change its owners, and the countryside to be deserted. Of course, the author's purpose is to serve the country loyally. His patriotic blood is still boiling in his veins, and his loyalty to the king makes him always have hope for him. Therefore, whether in the previous chapter "Man Jiang Hong" or in this chapter, He hopes that the rulers will wake up and regain their majesty and fight against the enemy with sincerity. He will also ask for a military expedition to regain the Central Plains. After you are done, you retreat to the forest.

The whole article has a broad vision and passionate feelings, showing the broad mind of the famous patriotic general.

Complete Collection of Yue Fei's Poems

Sending Mr. Zhang of Ziyan to the Northern Expedition

The wind thunders and the sky moves the north tower.

Long drive across Heluo, heading straight towards Yanyou.

The blood of Ma Kuan's family, the flag owl Khan's head.

Return to report to the Lord and restore the old China.

Titled Longju Temple in Poyang

The temple in front of Weishi Mountain is surrounded by forests and springs.

Purple and gold Buddha images, snow-white old monk’s head.

The moon is born in the cold pool, and the wind in the pines brings autumn at night.

I came to listen to the dragon's language and pray for the rain to relieve people's worries.

Inscribed on Huayan Temple in Yudu

Visiting Huanglong with a bamboo stick in hand, the old cave was empty with traces of tiger cubs.

There is no place to find the broken rocks locked by clouds, and the pines and bamboos in the middle of the mountain shake the autumn wind.

The troops stationed in Xingan were inscribed on the wall of Fumo Temple

The bullfighting majesty was carried out, vowing to avenge the emperor directly.

Kill the stubborn evil and return the chariot to the chariot, regardless of the tens of thousands of nobles who ascend to the altar.

A gift to Zhang Wan after crossing Zhangxi

I had no intention of buying wine to pay homage to my youth, but I looked into the empty mirror and sighed with my gray hair.

The young man under the flowers should laugh at me, and gradually win the title of visiting the master.

Inscribed on Cuiyan Temple

In the autumn wind, the king's teacher was stationed on the river, and for a while he looked up at the green leaves in the clouds.

Loyalty and righteousness must clear the water, and fame and fortune will surely conquer the border area.

Nothing is gained when the mountains and forests roar, but the desert is full of dangers.

After traveling through three passes to welcome the two saints, the golden chiefs swept back and captured them all.

Title of Sumagang

Immediately after Ma Linggang opened his eyes, a stream of clouds opened up.

The machine-pounding water is still spreading to the Jin Dynasty, and the millet leaves the palace and court, who will pity the Zhou Dynasty?

The southern army can only wipe out the clowns now, when will the northern army return to China!

Oath He will reward the Ming Sage with seven feet, and he will point his fingers to the end of the world in anger and will not stop crying.

Garrison Penzhu

The fortress of Yuntun clangs at night, and the green color of Zhugang is lingering in the tent.

But if the fox is begging for a life, there is no need to go to the lonely city with a bloody sword.

With the flags hanging, Canzhou Island is dark, and the light is shining on the sword and the flowers are flowing across the water.

Qianji has not yet returned to peace, when will the heavenly soldiers be dismissed?