夜深了,陆游还在推敲新作:“三万里河东入海,五千仞岳上摩天。遗民泪尽胡尘里,南望王师又一年。”幼子子聿听了,十分钦佩,他问:“父亲,您写得多好啊,把失地百姓的心思都写出来了。我寒窗苦读已有十载,书也读了不少,可是写出来的作品怎么总不如父亲呢?”父亲沉思片刻,说:“学习应不遗余力的,即使这样,年轻时 Late at night, land travel is still being scrutinized for a new work: ”Three miles east of the river into the sea, five thousand Yue Yue on the skies. , He asked: “Father, how wonderful you are to write down the thoughts of those who have lost their land.” I’ve been studying hard for a long time and read a lot of books. However, ? “” My father thought for a moment, saying: "Learning should spare no effort, even so, when young