1, the clothes are not enough, but the wish is not violated.
This poem refers to longing for rural life, not bending over for five buckets of rice and not going with the flow.
2. If you stay in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature.
This poem points out that the rural natural environment also refers to the natural way of life. In Tao Yuanming's view, it is an act of distorting human nature and losing oneself to make a living by taking social values as his own code of action and pursuing wealth and fame. The natural way of life is to cultivate one's self-cultivation, eat by oneself, be satisfied with a simple life and abandon the competition and struggle between people.
About the author:
Tao Yuanming (365 ~ 427) was a poet, lyricist and essayist in Jin and Song Dynasties. His nickname is Mr. Wu Liu. After entering the Liu and Song Dynasties, he changed his surname to Qian, with a distinct personality. He was born in Chaisang, Xunyang (now southwest of Jiujiang, Jiangxi) and came from a declining official family. His great-grandfather Tao Kan was the founding father of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. His grandfather was a satrap and his father died young.
Tao Yuanming's life can be roughly divided into three periods. In the first period, before he was 28 years old, he lived in poverty since childhood because of his father's early death. The second period was studying for the official, from 393 (the 18th year of Emperor Xiaowu of Jin Dynasty) at the age of 29 to 465,438+0 years old in 405 (the first year of Yixi in Jin 'an). In the third period, he returned to the field and died from 406 (the second year of Yixi) to 427 (the fourth year of Yuanjia, Song Wendi).
More than 20 years after his comeback is the most abundant period of his creation. Tao Yuanming, known as a "hermit poet", pioneered the pastoral poetry. Representative works: Peach Blossom Spring, Peach Blossom Spring Poetry, etc. The artistic achievements of Tao's poetry have been respected since the Tang Dynasty, and even regarded as "the fundamental principle of poetry". There are 125 poems and 65438 articles handed down from generation to generation.
At the foot of the southern hillside, there is my bean field, which is overgrown with weeds and the bean seedlings grow sparsely. Go to the field to loosen the soil and weed in the early morning, and go home to rest under the stars and the moon. The morning was desolate and filthy, so I took the lotus hoe home. ) vegetation covered the narrow road home, and the night dew wet my coarse coat. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, but the dew in the evening stained my clothes. What's the pity of getting wet? I just want my wish to die.