Money: the way to fly. Purlin: wings. Money means holding high and hitting high, spreading your wings and flying high; I hope to fly high, but now I plan to be ambitious.
Source:
Memories of my youth's miscellaneous poems
Tao Yuanming
When you are young, there is no joy.
I am eager to escape from this world. I am Philip Burkart.
With the passage of time, my heart has gone a little bit.
There is no entertainment when you are happy, and you often worry.
Physical strength is gradually declining, and turning over to sleep is even worse.
I can't live on a boat for a moment.
What's the future? Unknown anchorage.
The ancients cherished an inch of yin, which was daunting.
Translation:
When I think of my youth, I feel brilliant whether I am happy or not.
That ambition is far away, just like the wings that look forward to the blue sky flying.
Years change, old age declines, and ideals gradually disappear.
In pleasure, it is rare to be happy and there are many troubles.
My heart is getting weaker every day.
Time is like a boat hidden in the mountains. It's fleeting, and I can't stay.
I don't know how much time I have in the future or where I will end up.
The ancients cherished every inch of time, but I wasted my life, hoping to make me afraid.
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Writing background:
This poem was written by Tao Yuanming in his fifties. Compared with drinking poems, the main charm of this poem is undoubtedly negative and embarrassing. If he can choose his life again, maybe he will feel contradictory. After all, one's ability can't compete with nature, not to mention the intrusion of troubled times on ideals.
Under the heavy snow, the pine and cypress are tall and straight, and Yuan Ming, who is honest and frank, can better stick to his sentiment and mind in a sinister environment. He is not an opportunistic politician. "Sex is just clumsy and cares too much." He disdains to set foot in this world. In such a bad political environment, his ambition can't be displayed.
Although he gave up his ambition of "being kind to the world" and "the ancients cherished every inch of yin, which was frightening", he still had to maintain a positive attitude towards life, and the main action was only the baptism of his soul, which might better comfort his lonely soul.
There is no complaint, no frustrated sigh in the poem, and even the meaning of "being proud of poverty" in that year. It can be seen that the hard environment did not hinder his thoughts, and his soul still lives in his hometown.