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Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

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Good boys are determined to be in all directions, carry their bags, bid farewell to their children and fathers, and chase their dreams from north to south. Since then, a heart has been divided into two lobes, half in the struggle, half in the hometown.

The lights in his hometown are dimmed, illuminating his own courtyard, under the plane tree is a child who is not familiar with the world, chasing and playing, next to the white-haired father and mother, nagging when his son and daughter-in-law will return to their hometown?

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

This is the current trend in the countryside, grandparents looking after young grandchildren, sons and daughters-in-law going out to work. As a result, there are migrant workers, left-behind children, and empty nesters.

This helplessness of parting, as early as three hundred years ago, in a poem by Naranjand, triggered questions and shouts.

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

Bodhisattva man

Ask Jun what is the matter of light parting. A year can be a few reunions of the full moon.

Willows are silky. At the end of spring in the old garden.

Spring cannot return. Two pulp pine flower partitions.

The old stuff is getting cold. The cries of the wretched are not gone.

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

"Ask jun what is the matter of light parting." A year can be a few reunions of the full moon" this sentence directly hit people's hearts, even in contemporary times, it is enough to make people's hearts tremble. Ask me why I parted so easily, how long can the reunion day last in a year?

Who doesn't want a family reunion? Who wants to wander away? Who can bear to leave their young children behind? Who wants to drag down an elderly daddy? However, in order to live in the rice, oil and salt, in order to live in the building as soon as possible, I had to go away from home, because he had a high salary in his hometown and could realize his dream as soon as possible.

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

This is the helplessness of life, for the sake of that broken silver, I gave up accompanying my children to grow up, and I couldn't take care of filial piety to my father. In a year, there are only a few days of home reunion. "Ask jun what is the matter of light parting." How can a few full moons a year not make people feel sad?

Looking at the willows in his hometown, he just sprouted young shoots, thinking that his hometown was already in the shade of willows. Hometown, when will I be able to return to your arms?

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

"Spring can't be returned. Two pulp pine flower separation", Naran Sexde's "can't return" is because of the barrier of the Songhua River, and perhaps "the emperor's order is difficult to violate", because after all, he is the kangxi emperor's bodyguard, and he can't help himself.

And now, our "no return" is because there is no holiday, more because of the epidemic. The hateful new crown virus breaks out in a certain place from time to time, and under the general situation of the national fight against the epidemic, reducing the flow of people is the most effective way. Therefore, for the safety of himself and his family, he can only bury his lovesickness in his heart, and can only be reunited with his family when he dreams back in the middle of the night.

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

"The old stuff is getting cold. The hatred of the crying crane has not disappeared", the past is like a cold wave of ups and downs, and the hatred of thinking about returning cannot be calmed for a long time. Life in the hometown is beautiful, and the wanderers who are in other places are nostalgic.

I look forward to returning to my hometown, opening up a piece of my own world in my hometown, playing games with my children in my spare time, talking with my parents, and drinking tea with friends.

Naranjand's 300-year-old poem, every sentence is a portrayal of modern life, worth reading

This poem written by Naranjande more than three hundred years ago is a portrayal of modern life. After carefully tasting it, I feel that this word is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

What did you learn by reading this poem? Welcome to the exchange.

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