上次同事聚会,大家谈起房子滔滔不绝,有抱怨政府调控不力的,有叫骂开发商坏良心的,有感叹自己生不逢时的,“郁闷”“点背”成了关键词。身临其境,心绪纷飞,忽然想起了诗圣杜甫名作《茅屋为秋风所破歌》:“八月秋高风怒号,卷我屋上三重茅……安得广厦千万间,大庇天下寒士俱欢颜,风雨不动安如山!”默诵三遍,神清气爽,深感“何以解忧,唯有杜公”。 The last colleague gathering, we talk about the house endless, complaining that the government regulation is ineffective, there are scolding developers bad conscience, there are laments that they were born, “depressed ” “back ” became Key words. Immersive, mood swirling, suddenly remembered the poem Du Fu masterpiece “hut for the autumn song”: “August autumn high wind anger, roll my house Sanqian Mao ... ... Anderson Guangsha 10 million, big shelter The world’s cold disabilities are exhilarating, the wind and the rain are stable and peaceful! ”Mo recited three times, refreshing, deeply“ why worry, only Du Gong. ”