Poem reading "The thatched house broken by the autumn wind" by Du Fu

The Thatched House Was Broken by the Autumn Wind - Du Fu's Song of Tang Dynasty Howling autumn wind in August Roll up the triple thatch on my house Mao Fei crosses the river and sprinkles water on the outskirts of the river The tall one hangs the scroll and grows the forest branches The one below floats around Shen Tang Au A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I am old and weak If you can endure it, you will be a thief. Blatantly embrace the grass into the bamboo Burnt lips, dry mouth and difficulty breathing After returning, I lean on my stick and sigh The wind settles the clouds in Russia In autumn, the desert turns to darkness Buqing has been as cold as iron for many years Delicate and evil, lying down in the cold weather Bedside room leakage room dry area Fishing feet are like hemp and are not cut off Self-frightened, confused and sleepless How to get rid of being wet for a long night Andeguangsha has tens of millions of rooms The poor people all over the world are blessed with great protection Unmoved by wind and rain, as peaceful as a mountain Alas When did I suddenly see this house before my eyes? Even if the furnace in the house is broken and he freezes to death, he will die