Gongming sword frost, autumn wind out of Xianyang. Originality _ Translation and Appreciation

Gongming sword frost, autumn wind out of Xianyang. -In the Tang Dynasty, Ling Huchu's "Four Boys Walking Three", Gongming Sword Frost, Autumn Wind Out of Xianyang. Gongming sword frost, autumn wind out of Xianyang.

I don't want to look back at my hometown until I receive the land of the Yellow River. Expedition, patriotism and translation of annotations

Bows and arrows are bathed in sunshine, and swords are frosted.

The sword rises in the autumn wind, and the horse flies out of Xianyang.

The national angle is still falling, and the son of heaven does not accept Hehuang.

This situation will not change, and I don't want to look back at my hometown.

A brief analysis of a small poem full of patriotic enthusiasm expresses the poet's great ambition to serve the country with his own body. The first two sentences of this poem strongly exaggerate the heroic spirit of the poet when he was young. Bows and arrows shine in the morning glow, swords shine with frost, and in the chilly autumn wind, poets gallop out of Beijing and go to the battlefield to serve the motherland; Here, the poet's self-image is distinct, and his lofty sentiments and ambitions of serving the country are fully displayed. In the last two sentences of this poem, the author expressed his determination in the language of the poem, saying that as long as the river-chasing area of the country has not been recovered, he is not going to look back at his hometown. This is a step further than what Huo Qubing said in the Han Dynasty, "How can a slave be at home when he is still alive" (see Historical Records and Biography of General Wei).

Ling Huchu (766 or 768 ~ 837) was a writer in the Tang Dynasty. Han nationality, word bass. Huayuan, Yizhou (now Yaoxian County, Shaanxi Province), was born in Dunhuang (now Gansu Province). Zhenyuan seven years (79 1), Jinshi. When Xian Zong was in power, he was appointed Foreign Minister and knew how to formulate imperial edicts. Out for huazhou secretariat, worship the river, Yang and Huai our time. As an assistant minister of Chinese books, it's the same as Peace Chapter. After the death of Xianzong, he was appointed as the envoy of Shanling, and was demoted to the secretariat of Hengzhou because of personal scandal. Died in Shannan West Road, our town. Text. Ling huchu

Although I am old and weak, my time is running out, but my ambition still exists; Facing the wind in the autumn wind, I feel that the conditions are getting better. After three thousand years, you were speechless and exhausted by Qiu Shu. Books in the distance return to dreams, and only empty beds are Su Qiu's enemies. For autumn, I hate and suffer, and it is stormy for several nights. The evening breeze blows a bleak breeze, and the cicada sounds melancholy. This is the late autumn in the ancient country, and the weather is very early. It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Outside the sunset bird, the autumn wind and the moon are on the original, and the eyes are broken for four days. Cold red leaves fell on the pond. A ship with a long line of clouds. Nostalgia is unbearable, orange pomelo, who wants to value Wang Sun when traveling? The house in Pingshan looks from a distance. After the autumn rain, the clear river sets off the clear blue sky. On the road, the annual autumn grass pushes Chinese and Japanese architecture to the sunset. The bleak autumn wind was involved in the garrison last night; Looking around, I saw the bright moon in the west and Leng Yun rolling. Wuyuan is green in autumn and huma is proud. The fragrant lotus leaves are withered, and the west wind worries about the green waves.