In 731 BC, Uncle Qu Wohuan died at the age of 72. After the death of Uncle Qu Wohuan, his son Eel ascended the throne and was known as Qu Wo Zhuangbo in history. After the death of Quwo Zhuangbo, his son Quwo Wugong ascended the throne. Under the several attacks of Quwo Zhuangbo and Quwo Wugong, finally in 678 BC, Quwo Wugong completely eliminated the remnants of the Jin State Office, and was recognized by Zhou Tianzi, so that the Jin State was reunified. From then on, the Jin Kingdom, which had been divided for 67 years, began to return to the historical stage of the Spring and Autumn Period as a great power.

The protagonist of this poem was inspired by the political struggle at that time and wrote such a poem on the eve of the incident. The white shirt and red collar were originally the clothes that the princes should wear, which was the protagonist's ardent hope that Uncle Qu Wohuan would become a prince as soon as possible. The river is agitated and constantly flowing, hinting at the situation and political situation at that time, although the rule of the Marquis of Jin Zhao is not very popular, but after all, it is a rebellion, and the inner tension and worry can be imagined.

He didn't dare to tell others about his nervousness, so he could only write poetry:

The turbulent river is constantly flowing, and the white stones at the bottom of the water are even more distinct. I remembered the white shirt and red collar, and followed you to the city of Navo. Since you have seen Uncle Huan, a sage, how can you not be happy from the bottom of your heart.

The fierce river continued to flow, washing the stones more white and quiet. Thinking of the white shirt and the red embroidered collar, follow you to the city of the hoof. Now that I have seen Uncle Huan, a nobleman, what else is there to worry about.

The surging river is constantly flowing, and the white stones at the bottom of the water are even more crystalline. When I heard that there was going to be a secret order, I didn't dare tell anyone.

"Pepper Chat": The prosperity of people is worthy of praise

The era when the Book of Songs was produced belonged to a patriarchal society and men enjoyed supreme authority, and the fertility cult of this period was based on the theme of men, praising his large number of children and grandchildren, and celebrating male fertility. The thick and curved pepper tree, with lush branches and leaves, and strings of bright red pepper seeds, bursts of fragrance, fluttering in the wind. Its growth is gratifying, and this year's harvest must be in sight, and when it is picked, it is full of one liter. When I write about the pepper tree, I am actually praising the tall and sturdy man, who is prosperous and has many children and grandchildren like the fruit on the pepper tree.

This should be regarded as the best wishes:

Bunches of peppercorns, a liter of picking. He's a tall man, and he's different. Strings of peppercorns, the aroma wafts far away.

Bunches of peppercorns, a handful of many picks. He was a stout man, with a thick body. Strings of peppercorns, the aroma wafts far away.

"Silk": Let's go to the new house together

In ancient times, when talking about the marriage of men and women, they often mentioned firewood, because their weddings were generally held after dusk and needed to be lit. Later, "bundle salary" became one of the rituals of marriage. At dusk, a few stars have already appeared in the sky, and the whole wedding scene will not end until midnight. The young people in the new house will also use jokes to tease the newlyweds, asking them how they should be intimate with each other and how to enjoy this happy wedding night when they see their sweethearts in this golden night.

This seems to be a song sung to congratulate the newlyweds and make a new house, but it gives people a sense of being there, seeing them in person, making people feel the joy of making a new house, as if they have seen a beautiful bride who cannot be described in words, and a groom who is almost carried away by happiness.

What a happy folk life this is:

A handful of firewood and grass are tied tightly, and the sky is shining with three stars. What night is tonight? I rejoiced to see such a good man. I want to ask you, I want to ask you, how will this good person be kissed?

A bundle of grass is tied a lot, and the southeast star is flashing. What night is tonight? It's a joy to meet this good day. I want to ask you, I want to ask you, how do you spend this good day?

A bunch of wattles were tightly tied, and the three stars on the horizon shone on the door. What night is tonight? I was so excited to see this beauty. I want to ask you, I want to ask you, how does this beauty hurt?

"Dou Du": An Ancient Refugee Exile Map

A lonely red begonia, a lonely homeless man, they are both interesting and relatively sad. Although the red begonia is lonely, it still has lush foliage as a companion, and what about the wanderer? He is a bare-bones commander, and in comparison, trees are much luckier than people. When he saw the lonely tree, he stopped to stay, and suddenly felt that he and the tree were suffering from the same disease, and suddenly sighed that people were not as good as trees, and he felt a lot of feelings. The homeless man who walks alone sighs bitterly, there are still dusty pedestrians on the road, but everyone's spirit seems to be driven by life, fame and fortune, their spiritual shackles are heavy, and they have material troubles that are too busy to take care of.

At this time, the wanderer thought of his fellow siblings, and felt that it was still a deep brotherhood, which could not be compared and replaced by others. The wanderer in a foreign land thinks a lot in the reality of the cold world and the warmth of human feelings, and at this time he can only find some solace in imagining his own siblings. All his imagination could only be reduced to a sigh that meant: Why don't passers-by come near me? My brother is not with me, why don't you come and help me? Lonely and lonely, crying out for the sky and grabbing the earth, there is a deep despair and sadness in the two fierce questions. The person who fell into the water is like a person who has fallen into the water, and he is in great need of rescue, but no one can come to his rescue, which is indeed a chilling sigh.

The red begonias on the side of the road are lonely, and the leaves are dense. It's so sad to wander alone. Is there no one else on the road, not like a father and brother? Sighing passers-by, why don't you get close to me? My brother is not without support, why don't you help me?

The red begonias on the side of the road are lonely, and the leaves are dense and green. It's sad to wander alone. Isn't there anyone else on the road, not as good as a brother? Sighing passers-by, why don't you get close to me? My brother is not without support, why don't you help me?

"Lamb Fur": It's become so arrogant and rude to old friends

Qing Dafu was a vassal of the Son of Heaven and the princes in the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Spring and Autumn Period, and often held important official positions at that time, holding the military and political power of the subordinate capital, and the subordinate officials at all levels could be appointed and dismissed at will. Today's complacent official is probably a doctor, because only doctors at that time could wear this kind of cuffs inlaid with leopard skin. It seems that this doctor is very arrogant, even arrogant and domineering, and he is particularly arrogant and rude when dealing with his old friends. This aroused the dissatisfaction of his old friend, and even wrote poems to satirize him.

The lady was dressed in a very imposing attire, with a look of arrogance on his face, as he still did with his old friend. When friends saw him like this, they naturally became indignant and said: I don't have to be friends with you, I just think about our love for many years.

A friend wrote indignantly:

Wearing leopard skin sleeves, he was proud of me. Isn't there anyone else to make friends with? It's just that I'm in love with you.

The leopard cuffs are indeed glorious, but they are arrogant to us. Isn't there anyone else to make friends with? It's just that I'm thinking about old friends with you.

Bustard's Feather (bǎo): A hopeless life under dark politics

The political darkness of the Jin kingdom and the endless conscription made the people exhausted all year round, unable to live and work in peace, support their parents and take care of their wives, so they raised their voices of resentment and protested strongly against the deep oppression of the rulers.

Bustards have poor flying ability, and can only float in water, running in swampy meadows, and cannot hold branches to perch on trees. Today, bustards are gathered in the trees, just like farmers who have been engaged in forced labor for many years and are unable to live at home and farm to support their families. The royal family's errands are endless, the days of returning home are far away, a large number of fields are barren and unplanted, and the old and weak women and children starve to death in the ravines, which is exactly the reality of the frequent disputes and wars in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Therefore, the people made strong protests and accusations against the rulers in an extremely resentful tone, and they even shouted for heaven and earth, showing the raging anger burning in their hearts. This anger will burst through the cracks of the earth's crust and erupt like blazing magma at any moment and everywhere, overthrowing the dark ruling class.

Anger is building:

Bustards flapped their wings and landed in flocks on the oak trees. The royal family couldn't finish their errands and couldn't plant millet and sorghum. Who will feed my parents? God, when will I be able to return to my hometown?

Bustards spread their wings and landed in flocks on the jujube trees. The royal family couldn't finish their errands and couldn't plant millet and sorghum. How can I have food to support my parents? God, when will it end?

Bustards fly in rows and flock to the mulberry trees. The royal family couldn't finish their errands and couldn't grow rice and sorghum. What do you use to give your parents a taste? God, when will life be normal?

"No Clothes": It's just that there are no clothes you made with your own hands

The husband originally had a clever wife, and the family life was very happy and warm, but unfortunately the wife died early. One day he picked up a piece of clothing and wanted to put it on his body, and he couldn't help but look at things and think about people, and sorrow came from it, and he said from the bottom of his heart: Do you mean that I have no clothes to wear? I have seven garments, but I have picked one after another, and none of them are as comfortable and beautiful as those sewn by your own hands. People can't help but sigh, what an infatuated husband, such a hard-working wife.

The husband wrote this poem in grief:

Do you mean I don't have any clothes to wear? I have seven pieces of clothing. But it's not as good as what you make with your own hands, which is both comfortable and beautiful.

Do you mean I don't have any clothes to wear? I have six pieces of clothing. But it's not as good as what you make yourself, it's both comfortable and warm.