Poetry about the rise and fall of the world 1. An ancient poem about "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world"
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. This is the social proposition of Gu, a famous Neo-Confucianism scholar in the early Qing Dynasty. This means that the survival of the country is the responsibility of every citizen.
As for "every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world", China dictionary says: "every man is responsible, and every man is responsible. This language book is a record of Yanwu's Japanese knowledge. Therefore, "everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world", which means that every ordinary person is responsible for the prosperity of the country and the nation.
The idiom "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world" has been circulating for many years and is said to be ancient. It's about which book to write. But no one has ever pointed it out.
Liu Jiexiu searched Gu's writings one by one, and only found the following passage in chapter 13 of "Zhengshi" of "The History of Japan": Is there a debate about national subjugation, national subjugation and national subjugation? Yue: change the surname to his surname, which is called national subjugation; Benevolence is an obstacle, but as for the ratio of animals cannibalizing each other, people will cannibalize each other. This is the so-called death of the world ... the protector of the country, its princes, and the carnivores seek it; People who protect the world are cheap, and they have no responsibility!
Liu Jiexiu continued to search, and finally found the answer in The Collection of Restaurants: China, a country with thousands of years of civilization, is surrounded by people, but it is inevitably close to animals. Whose shame is this? Gu said: every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, and every man is responsible! ("Drinking Room Collection, One of the Collected Works, A General Theory of Differentiating Methods, On Kindergarten Learning")
Today, if you want to get rid of national humiliation, it will be rehabilitated in our generation ... There are many husbands in our generation, and you want to do your best to rehabilitate. What can you do? I don't ask others, just ask me. Sneijn Gulingting said that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. (ditto "Thirty-three episodes, learn from bitter experience and say three words")
After textual research, Liu Jiexiu thinks that from the reality of language development and application, the meaning of "every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world" originated from Gu, while the writing form of eight characters originated from Liang Qichao.
2. What are the poems about the world?
Du Fu: There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which makes the poor people all over the world very happy.
Fan Zhongyan: Worry about the world first, then enjoy it.
Lu You: Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north. I didn't forget to inform you about the family sacrifice!
Gu: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Lin Zexu: The life and death of a country is selfish, so don't avoid every cloud has a silver lining.
1, Du Fu: There are thousands of buildings in Ande, and the poor in the world are happy.
The meaning of this poem is how to get thousands of spacious and tall houses, which generally shelter the poor scholars in the world and make them smile. This poem is from the Song of Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage written by Du Fu, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. This poem depicts the scene where the house leaks in the autumn night and it rains all night, and truly records a fragment of the life of the thatched cottage. Finally, I was born in a strange place, pushed myself and others with my own personal experience, further put aside my hardships and dreamed up a vast mansion that sheltered the poor in the world. This unrealistic fantasy is based on the poet's idea of taking the country as the country and drowning in hunger; The broad-minded performance makes the work exude a positive romantic atmosphere. The language of the whole poem is extremely concise, the image is prominent, the waves are superimposed, and there is no treatment, so it can be gripping.
2. Fan Zhongyan: Worry about the world first, then enjoy the world.
This poem means putting the interests of the country and the nation first, worrying about the future and destiny of the motherland, and contributing to the happiness of the people under the sun, which shows the author's great political ambition and great courage. This poem is from The Story of Yueyang Tower by Fan Zhongyan of Song Dynasty. The whole article is only 368 words, but it is rich in content and emotion. It naturally combines narrative, scenery description, discussion and lyricism, which not only explains the whole story, but also depicts the scenery of the lake. There are both profound discussions by Jingjing and melancholy lyricism. Remember the building, remember the story, and put your mind on it. The author is also good at controlling complexity with simplicity and subtly changing content and writing.
Lu You: Set the Central Plains Day in the north, and don't forget to tell Zhengweng on Family Day!
This poem means that when the day comes when the Song army recovers the lost land in the Central Plains, you will hold a family sacrifice. Don't forget to tell your father the good news. This poem comes from Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. The original text is that death knows everything is empty, and sorrow does not see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! The poem "Shizi" expresses the poet's complex thoughts and feelings at the end of his life in a tortuous way, including endless resentment against the unfinished golden cause and firm belief that the sacred cause will be realized. The whole poem has a sad element, but the tone is passionate. The language of poetry is natural, without any carving, but it is a natural expression of true feelings, but it is more beautiful and moving than deliberately carved poetry.
4. Gu: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
This poem means that every ordinary person has an unshirkable responsibility for the rise and fall of world events. This poem written by Gu in Rizhilu is the masterpiece of Gu, a famous scholar and great thinker in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, which has a great influence on later generations. This book is a large-scale academic reading notes written over the years, and it is Gu's work of "recalling the past, reading notes and writing a book". It aims at Ming Dow and saving the world, including all the author's academic and political thoughts, and has the connotation of practical application.
5. Lin Zexu: It is inevitable to be selfish and gloat for the life and death of the country.
This poem means that as long as it is beneficial to the country, even if you sacrifice your own life, you will never avoid it because you may get hurt. This poem is from Lin Zexu's "Going to the Garrison to Bring the Family". This poem shows that Lin Zexu was exiled to Yili for advocating smoking ban, and was forced to express his patriotic feelings and temperament when Xi 'an was separated from his family. It expresses the lofty spirit of the author who is willing to die for his country regardless of personal gains and losses. Poetry is honest, graceful, peaceful and generous, which is quite suitable for ministers.
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Ancient Poetry Network: http://www.gushiwen.org/
3. Poems that lament the rise and fall
There are too many poems lamenting the rise and fall! Li Yu, Li Qingzhao, Lu You and Wen Tianxiang.
Here are a few poems by Li Yu (Li Yu is a pustule in governing the country, but a first-class master in lyrics): butterfly lovers stayed in the pavilion for a long night, first visited Tomb-Sweeping Day, and gradually became sentimental about spring; The rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the hazy moonlight clouds came and went. Peach and plum are black in spring. Who is whispering in the swing and laughter? There are many hearts, and there is no place to arrange them on earth. The rain outside the sand curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Luo Yi can't stand the cold for five miles. I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, but I am insatiable all day. I'm not alone! The vast mountains and rivers are easier to see when it is difficult than when it is not difficult. The flowing water fades and spring comes, and heaven and earth also. It is too hasty to see Lin Huanhua wither in spring, but it is helpless to come in the cold rain and come in the evening breeze. When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Natural people hate water when they grow up! If you have nothing to say when you meet each other, you will go to the West Building alone. The moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the deep courtyard in the clear autumn. Constant cutting and rational confusion are the feelings of parting, especially the general taste. When is the autumn moon in the young woman's spring flowers? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the countryside in the moonlight was terrible. The carved stone fence and jade should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. I wonder how sad you can be, just like a river flowing eastward. What is the limit of ecstasy alone! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes.
Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream.
Sauvignon Blanc has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.
It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Candle residual leakage off-frequency pillow.
You can't sit on an equal footing. The world flows with water, which is a dream.
Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable. In the past 40 years, the country has been home, and the mountains and rivers are three thousand miles.
Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi. I've known him several times.
Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time. The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and the teaching workshop is still playing a farewell song.
Tears for Gong E's wandering past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery.
Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind. The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long? Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality.
On a cool night, the moonlight blooms. I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai! It's heartbreaking that qingping music doesn't come to the spring half.
The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full. Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true.
The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further. Huanxi yarn turns into a candle, floating like a dream. If you want to find the past and make people sad, God's wish is against your body.
The moon pool is empty and the pavilions are shaded by flowers, so you will not hesitate to take more clothes when you board the ship. After Xie Xinen left Airbus, the painting hall was half-hidden, and Lin Feng was tired at night.
The crescent moon in the small building looks back from the fiber. In Chunguang Town, people go to the empty building and people go to the old building. Why hate the poor? The golden window is sleepy and careless.
A strong flute woke up graceful. He is the twelfth brother of the king of Zheng. The east wind blows water and enjoys it in spring.
Lovelorn, drunk, drunk in my dream. Her voice is silent and she doesn't make up at night. Who should make the whole thing beautiful? I miss Zhu Yan and live alone at dusk.
The wind in Yu Meiren has returned to the yard, and the willow eye continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon.
The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. Candles are bright and fragrant, paintings are deep, and temples are covered with frost and snow.
Three sets make you sleepless, get dressed and go out. The autumn moon is cold and bamboo is cold, and the night wind cuts the window.
The red sun in Huanxisha is three feet high, and the golden furnace adds fragrance to the beast twice, and the red brocade lichen wrinkles step by step. Beauty dances with golden hairpin, wine can't smell flowers, and other halls can smell flute and drum.
In Lou Yu's evening makeup in spring, bright muscles appear, and moths file in the Spring Hall. Feng Xiao blew away the water and clouds, and pressed the song of dress.
Who smells better in the wind, drunk. Don't dye the candles red when you come back, until you step on a horseshoe to clear jathyapple.
To make matters worse, the broom and the hairpin, with pink faces, met temporarily among the flowers. Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it.
Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people. Pillow fatigue, kam cold, sleep more disabled.
Bodhisattva, the moon is bright and the fog is light. Just go to Lang's side today! Step by step, step by step, holding golden shoes. See you in the south bank of the painting hall, always shivering.
It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful. Penglai courtyard is also closed to the Tiantai girl, and the painting hall sleeps day and night.
Cui Yunguang threw the pillow and embroidered clothes smelled strange fragrance. The hidden beads lock and move, feeling the dream of the silver screen.
With a slow smile on his face, he looks forward to it infinitely. Copper spring rhyme is crisp and powerful, and the new sound is slow and fine.
Eyes are black, eyes are flowing. Rain clouds are deeply embroidered, and when they come, they will be harmonious.
The banquet was empty again, and the migrating Yinger Xiaoyue fell down in the dream, speechless and leaning on the pillow. Dream back to the grass and think of Yi Yi, the sky is far away and the geese are rare.
The warblers are whispering, the flowers are scattered, and the solitary painting hall is deep in the courtyard. Red Hugh swept Iraq, leaving the dancers to return.
Sauvignon Blanc has clouds, jade has shuttles, shirts are thin and snails are light. There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild. There are three bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long. I just put on my evening makeup, so I will pay more attention to my heavy sandalwood.
Show people a lilac, sing a clear song, and temporarily lead the cherry to break. The sleeves are dark in color, and the cup is deeply swirled by the fragrant mash.
Embroidered bed leans on jiao without that, chewing red velvet and laughing. It is better to look at the flowers than to wait for the old branches.
The light green jade is soft and clear, and the surface of the floating lamp is clear. Why don't you laugh frequently and ban the garden for the Spring Festival Evening?
The drunkard's intention is not wine, but poetry has become an industry. Backyard flowers broken Yushu backyard, Yao grass makeup mirror.
Last year's flowers were not old, but they are round again this month. Impartiality, harmony between the flowers and the moon, and heaven teaches teenagers.
(or for Feng Yansi) The fisherman's waves are full of snow, and the peaches and plums are silent. A pot of wine and a rod of nylon. How many people are there in the world? Another spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook.
Flowers are full of Zhu, wine is full of Europe, and you are comfortable in the waves. There are even more leaking willows, fine spring rains and leaking flowers.
Startled the geese, rose from the city, and drew a golden partridge. The fragrance is thin, the curtain is heavy, and Xie Ting is melancholy.
Red candle on the back, embroidered, long dream without knowing. Willow branches are getting old and ashamed of spring, and the soul feels old everywhere; Thank you, long street seems to know each other, and forced the smoke ear to brush his head.
Before Ruan Langgui went to Sangting, she chased Hongying in spring and danced. When it rains in Mao Mao, it will open temporarily if you don't put down your eyebrows.
The green window is quiet and fragrant, and the fragrance is printed into ash. Can endure feelings, want to sleep and dream.
Practice makes the deep courtyard quiet, the small courtyard empty and the cold anvil blows intermittently. But people can't sleep at night, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.
The juggler's hair is messy, his evening makeup is incomplete, and his eyebrows are gone with hatred. Leaning on the fragrant cheeks, spring bamboo shoots are tender, for whom to lean on tears? Mulberries were picked late to attack the golden well phoenix tree, and several trees were shocked in autumn.
Rain brings new sadness. A hundred feet of shrimp must be in the jade hook.
Joan's window broke through two moths, looking back at the edge, wanting to send scales to swim, and the nine cold waves did not flow back. Sauvignon Blanc has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.
Chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum.
Whose poem is "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world"
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. This is the social proposition of Gu, a famous Confucian scholar in the early Qing Dynasty, that is, the survival of the country and the nation is the responsibility of every citizen.
At that time, the Ming Dynasty had perished, which was followed by the establishment of the Qing Dynasty. Gu believes that the demise of the Ming Dynasty is just a change of emperor, and the original lifestyle and rule under the guidance of Confucianism have not changed, which is called national subjugation; However, the rule of the Qing dynasty not only needed a new emperor, but also needed to change the original way of life, even the change of political rule with benevolence and righteousness as the core. This is called surrendering to the world.
Therefore, what Gu said about the world actually mainly refers to the primitive lifestyles of the Han nationality and the Han nationality. However, because Gu separated the world from the country, he called on people not to fight for the rise and fall of a certain royal family, but to fight for the survival of the nation, which was of great progressive significance in China's social thought.
Gu's thought was later summed up as these eight words, which has a strong appeal for inspiring the people of China to struggle for the survival of their own nation. In the modern history of China, it was invaded by imperialism many times, and the Chinese nation faced the problem of life and death more than once. At this time, the slogan "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world" inspired the people of China to rise up against imperialist aggression.
5. Five poems about caring for the world
There are five poems about Du Fu: "There are thousands of luxury houses in Ande, and the poor in the world are happy." .
Fan Zhongyan: Worry about the world first, then enjoy it. Lu You: Julian Waghann set the Central Plains Day in the north. I didn't forget to inform you about the family sacrifice! Gu: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Lin Zexu: The life and death of a country is selfish, so don't avoid every cloud has a silver lining. 1, Du Fu: There are thousands of buildings in Ande, and the poor in the world are happy.
The meaning of this poem is how to get thousands of spacious and tall houses, which generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them all smile. This poem is from the Song of Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage written by Du Fu, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The original text is that the strong wind roared in August, which rolled my three hairs.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief.
I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain! Alas, when I suddenly saw this house in front of me, my family froze to death alone! The translation of this poem is in late August and autumn. The wind roared and swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river.
High-flying thatch hangs on high treetops, while low-flying thatch floats and sinks into low-lying ponds. A group of children in Nancun bullied me, because I was old and had no strength, so I had the heart to be a thief and rob things face to face, and ran into the bamboo forest with thatch in my arms unscrupulously.
It's no use burning lips and dry mouth, so I have to come back with crutches and sigh. After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky is gray and gradually darkens.
This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child couldn't sleep well and limped under the quilt.
When the roof leaks, there is not even a dry place beside the bed. Raindrops like lines never stop raining.
Since the war, I have rarely slept, the night is long, the house leaks rain, and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn? How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, and generally shelter the poor people in the world, so that they are all smiling, not shaken by the wind and rain, and as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When such a towering house appeared in front of me, only my hut was blown up, and I was willing to freeze to death! The poem "The Hut is Blown by Autumn Wind" depicts the scene that the house leaks in the autumn night and it rains all night, which truly records a fragment of the life of the thatched cottage.
Finally, I was born in a strange place, pushed myself and others with my own personal experience, further put aside my hardships and dreamed up a vast mansion that sheltered the poor in the world. This unrealistic fantasy is based on the poet's idea of taking the country as the country and drowning in hunger; The broad-minded performance makes the work exude a positive romantic atmosphere.
The language of the whole poem is extremely concise, the image is prominent, the waves are superimposed, and there is no treatment, so it can be gripping. Du Fu (A.D. 7 12- A.D. 770) was born in Xiangyang, Henan, and Gongxian.
A great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty, who claimed to be a young man at night, was called "Du Li" together with Li Bai. In order to distinguish Li Shangyin, Du Mu and Xiao Du Li, Du Fu and Li Bai are also called Da Du Li, and Du Fu is often called Lao Du.
Du Fu's influence on China's classical poetry is far-reaching, and he is called "the sage of poetry" by later generations, and his poems are called "the history of poetry". Later generations called him Du Shiyi and Du Gongbu, and also called him Du Shaoling and Du Caotang.
Du Fu wrote such famous works as Spring Hope, Northern Expedition, Three Officials and Three Farewells. In 759, Du Fu abandoned his official position and went to Sichuan. Although he fled the war and lived a relatively stable life, he still cared about his life and managed state affairs.
Although Du Fu is a realistic poet, he also has a wild and unruly side. It is not difficult to see Du Fu's heroism and dry clouds from his masterpiece Song of Drinking Eight Immortals. The core of Du Fu's thought is the Confucian thought of benevolent government, and he has the great wish of "making the monarch Yao and Shun superior, and then making the customs pure".
Although Du Fu was not famous during his lifetime, his fame spread far and wide, which had a far-reaching impact on China literature and Japanese literature. About 65,438+0,500 poems of Du Fu have been preserved, most of which are collected by Du Gongbu.
2. Fan Zhongyan: Worry about the world first, then enjoy the world. This poem means putting the interests of the country and the nation first, worrying about the future and destiny of the motherland, and contributing to the happiness of the people under the sun, which shows the author's great political ambition and great courage.
This poem is written by Fan Zhongyan of Song Dynasty, whose original text is Fu Jie! Is it to taste the heart of the ancient benevolent, or to do something different? Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself; If you live high in a temple, you will worry about your people; If you stay away from the Jianghu, you will worry about your husband. It's worrying about going in and going out.
But when will you be happy? Do we have to say, "Worry about the world first, and enjoy the world later"? Hey! Wes, who are we going home with? The translation of this record is alas! I have explored the thoughts of ancient nobles, which may be different from the above two moods. Why? They will not be unhappy because of the quality of foreign objects and personal gains and losses; People who are officials in the imperial court are worried about the people; People who are not court officials are worried about the king. In this way, I am also worried about being an official in the DPRK and being in opposition for the people.
In that case, when will you be happy? So do we have to say, "Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later"? Alas! Without this person, who would I be with? The whole story of Yueyang Tower is only 368 words, but it is rich in content and emotion. It naturally combines narrative, scenery writing, discussion and lyric, which not only explains the whole story, but also describes the scenery of the lake. There are both profound discussions by Jingjing and melancholy lyricism. Remember the building, remember the story, and put your mind on it.
The author is also good at controlling complexity with simplicity and subtly changing content and writing. For example, the sentence "predecessors prepare" brings countless narratives, the sentence "nature" leads to "seeing things", the topic of discussion starts with "or different", and so on, and narrative romance has entered the realm.
Fan Zhongyan, on the other hand, implicitly and euphemistically advised Teng to "not be happy with things, not sad for himself" and tried his best to worry about himself.