Original text of Tao Yuanming's farewell speech

My family is poor and I am not self-sufficient in farming. Young surplus room, poor without millet storage, born with capital, not seen its skills. Some relatives and friends even advised Yu to be an officer, but he was pregnant and asked for the Tao. There will be things in all directions, and the princes take love as their virtue. My uncle is poor, so he uses it in a small town. When the storm is not calm, I am afraid of distant service. Pengze went home for a hundred miles, and the profit of the public field was full of wine, so he asked for it. A few days later, I felt a sense of returning to Yu as soon as possible. What is this? Nature is nature, not obtained through revision. Although hunger and cold cut, but it is against their own diseases. Everyone who tastes from personnel is selfish. So I was disappointed, generous and deeply ashamed of my lifelong ambition. I still look forward to a glimpse, when I put away my clothes and die overnight. Sung Hoon's sister died in Wuchang, and she was relieved of her post. Mid-autumn festival to winter, more than 80 days in the official. I was ordered to go back and forth because things were going well. B I'm four in November.

Back in Xi, will the countryside destroy Hu Bugui? Since the heart is the form of service, isn't it sad? Without remonstrating with the past, you can pursue what you know. Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday. The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.

It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far. Clouds don't caress loneliness, but they haunt me and want to go out of the hole. Birds know when they are tired of flying. The scenery is coming, lonely and lingering.

Come back, please rest assured that you will never travel again. The world is against me, what can I ask for? Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun that he wanted to do something with Xichou. Or a towel cart, or a boat This is not only a gentle and elegant road to find ravines, but also a rugged road through hills. Wood is thriving and spring is blooming. When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over.

I don't hold grudges anymore! How long will it take to stay in space, and why bother? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected. When you are pregnant, you can go alone or plant a stick. Deng and He Lin wrote poems together. Chatting until the end, Loew's fate is ridiculous!

Translated as:

Go home! The countryside is going to be deserted, why not go back? Why are you so depressed and sad when you know that your mind is enslaved by your body? I regret that my past mistakes are irreparable, but I firmly believe that I can make up for them in the years to come. In fact, I am not far from being lost, and I have realized that it is right to go home and it is wrong to be an official. The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Ask pedestrians the way ahead, only hate that the morning light is dim and the sky is not bright.

Finally I saw my humble home, and I galloped forward happily. The servants greeted them happily, and the children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the pines, cypresses and chrysanthemums are still there; I took the children into the house, and the wine was full. I picked up the hip flask and drank it myself, looking at the court tree made me smile; Leaning against the south window, I am proud of the world and feel that this small place is easy to make me feel at ease. The door of the small garden is often closed, so it is interesting to walk (alone) in the garden every day; Walking on crutches, always looking up into the distance. White clouds naturally float out of the hole, and tired birds know to fly back to their nests; The sun is dim, and the sun is about to set. I can't bear to leave, and my hands are lonely and loose.

Come back! I want to break up with secular people. Everything about them doesn't suit my interest. What do you want from driving out again? What are you still thinking about? Talking to the old people in the village, playing the piano, reading books, and relieving their worries are so fun; The farmer told me that it was spring and he was going to farm in the west. Sometimes driving a towel cart, sometimes rowing a boat, we not only have to explore deep valleys, but also walk through rugged hills. Trees are lush and springs are flowing slowly. I envy everything when it should be, sighing that my life is coming to an end.

Forget it! How much time is left in the world? Why not go or stay according to your own mind? Why do you want to go somewhere when you are distracted? Wealth is not what I want, and there is no hope of ascending to heaven. Cherish the beautiful scenery and I will enjoy it alone, or I will help the seedlings grow with crutches. Climbing up the eastern hillside, I screamed at the edge of Qingxi and recited poems; Let's end our lives naturally and take pleasure in our fate. Hesitate about what?

Appreciation of poetry: the writing process and preface of this article have been explained (see "related materials"); The Biography of Tao Qian in Song Dynasty specifically mentioned the direct reason for the author's resignation: "The county sent Du You to the county, and Li Bai wanted to meet him with a belt and sighed,' I can't give in to the village man for five buckets of rice!'" "On the same day, she was relieved of her post and assigned to Return. As can be seen from the preface and this record, this article was written at the beginning of the author's resignation and return to the field. This is a work about ambition. The article focuses on the author's disgust and contempt for the dark officialdom, his praise for the natural scenery and working life in the countryside, and his determination to retire.

About the author: Tao Yuanming (352 or 365-427), with a cheerful personality, is also called "quiet festival" because of his furtiveness. The world is called Mr. Jing Jie, Xunyang Chai Sang (now Jiujiang City, Jiangxi Province). A great poet and poet at the end of Eastern Jin Dynasty and the beginning of Southern Song Dynasty. He served as Jiangzhou Wine Sacrifice, Jianwei Army, Zhenjun, and Pengze County Order, and the last official position was Pengze County Order. He left his post for more than 80 days and retired to the countryside. He is the first pastoral poet in China, and is called "the Sect of Hermit Poets in Ancient and Modern Times". There is Tao Yuanming's collection.