译文:古庙里黄叶堆积,寒雨萧瑟;青山上的荒坟笼罩着白云。为什么自从离开朱仙镇,就再也没听到岳飞将军胜利的消息?
The jaws of power are always open to devour, and her arm is always stretched out, if possible, to destroy the freedom of thinking, speaking, and writing.