43投简成华两县诸子

Sending a Note to Various Men in the Two Counties Xian and Hua Officials of capital counties, outstanding in talents possessed, soft capes and fleet horses face the ice and snow. Suffering the cold in Chang’an, who is it mourns alone?— an old rustic[1] of Duling, his bones about to snap. My bean sprouts[2] on South Mountain early rotted in the weeds, my melon patch by Green Gate has recently cracked from freezing. Those kids of the district have grown fat in the neck, my old friends in the court have ceased to receive me with courtesy. They naturally cast off a person out of tune with the times, even more, someone stubborn and lax, inept at handling things. I lay down hungry and before I knew it/ almost ten days have passed, how could my worn-out clothes hold together with merely a hundred patches? Haven’t you seen by bare walls/ sun’s color late in the day, this old man without a sound shedding tears of blood? 单词释义 [1] rustic [ˈrʌstɪk] n. 乡下人; 乡巴佬; [2] sprout [spraʊt] v. 发芽; 抽芽; 抽条; 生长; 长出(某物);