A song of labor explains the meaning of boating, red leaves, green mountains and rapids. At the end of the day, people are far away from the drunkenness. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I go down to the west building. The first time I read this poem in a Chinese language test paper, I was moved by its sad and beautiful words. The teacher's apt and perfect translation made me immersed in this beautiful artistic conception and couldn't extricate myself. Combined with my own experience... After several revisions, this article is finally completed.
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