The original text and appreciation of three poems by Du Fu, and the learning experience of three poems by Du Fu!

Wangyue

How is Mount Tai? The green of Qi and Lu is endless.

Nature is full of wonders, with yin and yang dividing day and night.

The clouds are rising in my heart, and the returning birds are entering my eyes.

I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains.

Spring Hope

The country is destroyed but the mountains and rivers remain, the city is overgrown with grass in spring.

The flowers shed tears when they feel sad, and the birds are frightened when they are separated.

The war has been going on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand pieces of gold.

My white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can hardly hold a hairpin.

Shihaoli

At dusk, I arrived at Shihao Village, where an official was arresting people at night.

The old man climbed over the wall and the old woman went out to see.

How angry the official shouted! How bitter the woman cried!

Listen to the woman’s speech: My three sons are stationed in Yecheng.

One man came with a letter, and two men had just died in battle.

The living are just trying to survive, the dead are gone forever!

There was no one else in the room except the grandson who was still breastfeeding.

As long as my grandson’s mother is still here, I won’t have a complete skirt to wear when I go out.

Although the old woman is weak, she asks the official to come back at night.

In order to respond to the urgent task in Heyang, he still had time to prepare breakfast.

After a long night, the voices stopped and it seemed as if one could hear the sound of sobbing.

At dawn I set out on my journey and said goodbye to the old man alone.