The person is controlled by the body place. Because of abashed or be content with the human body at 3 feet and self-educated, jail, come from some kind of meaning say, it is blind oneself heart.
人被躯壳所左右。因羞愧或甘心于三尺之躯而自修，囹圄，从某种意义上来说，是盲了自己的心。
We from what be born at the world that momently, with respect to open flourishing brigade of the world. A body, let we and outside be interlinked, can be fool then. And when the real giant that has an idea comes when this is worldly, if cannot pour out oneself faithful bowel and ideal, resemble using sticky wet gauze covered the mouth is nose, in cold loneliness wild in go alone alone, a kind of what kind of dreariness and distress is that?
我们从生于世的那一刻，就开启了人间的繁华之旅。一具肉体，让我们与外界相通，可那是愚人。而当一个真正的有思想的巨人来到这世间时，若不能倾诉自己的忠肠和理想，就像用黏湿的纱布捂住了口鼻，在寒冷寂寞的荒野中踽踽独行，那是一种怎样的凄凉和悲哀？
Qu Yuan, be destined is a not ordinary pronoun, his life already miserable flowery. Junior he when is romantic amorous. Boy man, abundant god Jun Lang, next lofty ideal stand already in the heart however, determination realizes his magnificent ideal. He goes step by step, visit the land of country provisional, the country enters the right path gradually, the be clear in his heart. But when jeopardy comes, he however cannot all over and retreat, because he knows very well common people is what kind of anguish is mixed,suffer, wrote down “ to grow then heave a deep sigh with tears of attack by surprise, the peak of poetic perfection of through the ages of the difficult ” of sad love the people's livelihood. He developed his romance acme, he wanders in compromise and importunate be in a dilemma, chose a kind of the most romantic way finally gone: Hold bluestone heavy river in the arms to already ended his gallant lifetime. Wander in dark official career when him, his heart tired out and rough, he is the person that gazes at abyss, it is stray in billabong marsh person, he cannot the issue does not close oneself, hang high. When turbid when the thorax that has overflowed him, he already knew very well oneself will follow running water and pass away. He closes an eye bitterly, he wants not to listen, do not hear, do not look, but common people anguish, sad nerve is in the heart in disturbance, he suddenly goggle, those who see is flames of war flies violently with common people cry bitterly. The emperor of fatuity, gloomy world, he is already right this world is disappointed, what then he takes him is corollaceous, reforming is old take, he is afraid that he returns this extremely dilapidated world afresh in, bosom is then big stone, brave devote into Gu Luo Jiang.
屈原，注定是一个不平凡的代名词，他的人生既悲惨又绚丽。年少时的他浪漫又多情。少年郎，丰神俊朗，却心中早已立下壮志，决心实现自己的瑰丽理想。他一步步走来，看山河暂定，国家逐渐步入正轨，他心中了然。但当危难来临时，他却不能全身而退，因为他深知百姓是怎样的痛苦和煎熬，于是写下了“长太息以掩涕兮，哀爱民生之多艰”的千古绝唱。他将他的浪漫发挥到了极致，他在妥协与坚持的两难中徘徊，最后选择了一种最浪漫的方式死去：抱青石沉河已结束他壮丽的一生。当他在黑暗仕途中徘徊，他内心困顿与不平，他是凝望深渊的人，是在沼沼泽地里迷路的人，他不能事不关己，高高挂起。当泥水漫过他的胸腔时，他已深知自己将要随流水而长逝。他痛苦地闭上眼睛，他想不听，不闻，不看，但是内心深处为百姓痛苦、难过的神经在骚动，他猛地睁眼，看到的是战火纷飞和百姓痛哭。昏庸的君王，灰暗的世界，他已经对这个世界失望，于是他带上他的花冠，重整旧服，他怕自己重新回到这破败不堪的世界里，于是怀抱大石，壮烈投身汩罗江。
In gloomy memory, qu Yuan is thinking back to oneself lifetime, he ever also was full of a hope in the world that this is full of animosity, ever also dared to dream in this world that is full of despair. But he is attacked to kill by the cross place of in successive years, the heart is like dead ash, warm blood is cool already.
灰暗的记忆里，屈原回想着自己的一生，他也曾在这充满仇恨的世界里满怀希望，也曾在这个充满绝望的世界里敢于梦想。但他被连年的磨难所击杀，心如死灰，热血已凉。
Qu Yuan's life ends already, but his poetry still drips in people heart midstream, he is duteous and castiron, the tone of adamancy firm intense spreads in as before deeper on extensive land, burned thousands of years, he is far attend dinner of grand of this one Jing, go all the way, all the way by disappoint, ignite a hope all the way however, seek the solution all the way. He is a poet, it is a giant that has an idea more! The brandish in the dance of his life in the history spills tears of blood, dipping in brush, oneself romance and feelings are being written in the aroma of cool breeze.
屈原的生命早已结束，但他的诗歌还在人们心中流淌，他忠贞不屈，坚强刚烈的品质依旧蔓延在更深广的土地上，烧了几千年，他远赴这一场惊鸿宴，一路走，一路被辜负，却一路点燃希望，一路寻找答案。他是一位诗人，更是一位有思想的巨人！他在历史的生命之舞中挥洒血泪，蘸着毛笔，在清风的香气中书写着自己的浪漫与情怀。(文/乔怡怡)