Du Fu — "My thatched roof is torn by autumn winds—the village boys steal my thatch."
My thatched roof is torn by autumn winds—the village boys steal my thatch.
My thatched roof is torn by autumn winds—the village boys steal my thatch.
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"My poems are no use—they won’t fill anyone’s stomach."
"I’m so thin, my shadow could slip through a crack in the door."
"My darling son now will not leave my knee, He's scared that I will go away again."
"The war has turned my hair white, but the wine turns it black again."
"The river's blue, the bird a perfect white, The mountain green with flowers about to blaze. I've watched the spring pass away again, When will I be able to return?"
From '茅屋为秋风所破歌' (My Thatched Roof Is Torn by Autumn Winds), a strangely specific grievance.
Date: 760
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