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... ish that my child is stupid and rude, and can become a noble without any disasters... Hiss, what a poisonous mouth.
The meaning of this poem is that the poet laments that he is too smart and has wasted his life. If he were a stupid person, he could become a noble without any disasters.
This is a satire on the civil and military officials, princes and ministers in the court as brainless fools.
The officials around looked at each other, their faces were so strange, they cam ...
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