Thinking about Zhuge Cheng's success, he can only live as a Wolong for the rest of his life.

The author of these two poems is Wang Anshi.

In the past, Wang Anshi stayed in Dingliyuan every time he resigned. These two poems were written when he was trapped in Dingliyuan.

On the surface, the first poem seems to be about Wang Anshi's trapped and unfree mood when he was Prime Minister. The second poem seems to be mocking Zhuge Liang, but it is actually self-deprecating.

Zhang Yue smiled bitterly when he saw this. At first, he didn't understand the meaning of these two poems, but now he understands their respective meanings.

When people reach his age, it becomes more and more difficult to be pleased. Nothing matters. He no longer worries about gains and losses when he was young. He has the urge to take off his shackles and go into seclusion, but he also knows that he will regret it and be reluctant to leave.

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So it's like being tied up in a cage.

Zhang Yue looked at the wall and muttered to himself: "Shuangyun, snow and bamboo, come to Zhongshan Temple to live in this life."

"O Duke Jing, Duke Jing, when you first recited this poem to pay homage to the governor, were you in the same state of mind as I was?"

When Zhang Yue was young, he liked Wang Anshi's "When I grow old and want to see Jiangnan" the most. Now these lines fit his mood.

Zhang Yue was walking among the temples, and when he looked up, he saw that it was already late autumn in Bianjing.

When the autumn wind blows, the big trees sway and drop countless leaves.

The more Zhang thought about this, he remembered that there happened to be half-dried pen and ink in the monk's room just now.

So he fetched some water, dissolved it, and wrote a poem on the wall.

"Young people don't know the feeling of sadness, so they fall in love with the stairs. If they fall in love with the stairs, they forcefully express their sorrow in order to compose new words."

"Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say goodbye. I want to say goodbye, but I say it's a cool autumn!"

Zhang Yue sighed after reading this poem, then turned and left.
Chapter completed!