在这个深秋的黄昏,一位苍凉的诗人杜甫独自

提示词:On this late autumn evening, a desolate poet Du Fu stood alone on a high platform, welcoming the howling cold wind. His eyes revealed endless sadness, as if he had already felt the fragility of life and the sadness of parting.,Beside him, a dense sheet of fallen leaves drifted down like rain, scattering from the withered trees and gently caressing the surface of the earth. These withered leaves emitted a desolate sound, like a lonely murmur, evoking deep thoughts in Du Fu's heart.,In the distance, the Yangtze River flows in waves, carrying endless power. The river is surging incessantly, as if it is the flow of time and the baptism of time. Its vastness and grandeur form a sharp contrast with Du Fu's inner loneliness, outlining his arduous journey of being in a foreign land and lonely for many years.,Although Du Fu is over fifty years old, his body has been plagued by diseases. He stood alone on the high platform, as if feeling a sense of exhaustion and heaviness. His hair was already as white as frost, like the frost flowers that covered the earth in autumn, gently fluttering in the breeze.,At this moment, the glass in his hand reflects the pain of his soul. The glass was filled with turbid wine, as if it were the endless sadness he had poured into it. He put down his glass and gazed into the distance, with a deep sense of despair and fatigue in his eyes.,The entire scene was stained with deep colors by the sunset, and a faint light fell on Du Fu, outlining his haggard face. He seemed to be pondering the hardships and bitterness of life, and his heart was as melancholic and beautiful as the scenery of this autumn.,This is a moment full of sadness and loneliness, and Du Fu used his poetry to express his heart, leaving behind an eternal sorrow of separation. This [...]
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