“茅屋”和“大厦”

       近日总是想起这首诗里的句子，我们现在大厦有了，可是还想念茅草房。而且还有很多和破茅房一样的破大厦。今天正好外面大风嗷嗷，安居于广厦之内，一定想起这首诗：

茅屋为秋风所破歌

【唐】 杜甫

　　八月秋高风怒号(háo)，卷我屋上三重(chóng)茅。茅飞渡江洒江郊，高者挂罥(juàn)长(cháng)林梢，下者飘转沉塘坳(ào)。

　　南村群童欺我老无力，忍能对面为(wéi)盗贼。公然抱茅入竹去，唇焦口燥呼不得，归来倚杖自叹息。

　　俄顷风定云墨色，秋天漠漠向昏黑（hè)。布衾多年冷似铁，娇儿恶卧踏里裂。床头屋漏无干处，雨脚如麻未断绝。自经丧(sāng)乱少睡眠，长夜沾湿何由彻！

　　安得广厦千万间，大庇（bì）天下寒士俱欢颜,风雨不动安如山！呜呼!何时眼前突兀(wù)见(xiàn)此屋，吾庐独破受冻死亦足！

简单的大意：
 
      Autumn wind blowing with anger, 
     Shaking my humble poor house;
     Roof-grass flowing away in the wind,
     Some were taken by the neighbour kids.
     No return even heard my shouting,
     It is getting dark, ceiling is leaking;
     No dry place in the room.
     Since begin the war, countless sleepless night
     am I in the tear over the night by night;
    If we have strong huge building,
    so that all the poor can sleep inside happily,
    no matter how strong the wind and storm,
    the building stands like a mountain.
    When can I see such building for the poor,
    even if I have to choose to live in the poor house.