I. Qinyuan Spring Hatred
Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie
Flowers are ignorant, the moon is boring, and wine is lifeless. Cutting peaches ruined his scenery; Ying Ge cooked it. Help me. Burning inkstone books, cracking piano paintings, destroying words and smearing names. Xingyang Zheng, born in wooden lattice, begged for food.
It's painfully cold, and police tactical unit is too thin. Look at the autumn grass in Pengmen, the lane is broken every year, the window is drizzling and the night is independent. Don't god, still keep his mouth shut and say nothing? Crazy, take a hundred photos of Wu Si and write them down in detail.
Interpretation: flowers are ignorant, the moon is boring, and wine can't pass. Cut down the lush peach trees, detract from his scenery, and cook Ying Ge, a poet who sings the wind and sings the moon, as a snack we should have. Burn inkstone books, play the piano and tear up paintings, ruin articles and wipe out reputation. I, Jia Zheng of Xingyang, have a family history of singing and begging, and I can live freely only by teaching songs and begging.
I can't change my natural cold bones and be laughed at by my thin and shabby face in a cool hat and a blue shirt. I have lived in a broken alley for a long time, and my residence is covered with autumn grass. The windows are not tight enough to stop the wind and rain, and I spend every night in the lonely light. Does god want to shut up the poet and not even sigh? Crazy, so I took out 100 Wu Si note and wrote down my sadness.
Second, the lonely pavilion in Qinyuan Spring is green.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The lights in the lonely hall are green, the number of chickens in the wild shop is small, and the dream of traveling pillow is broken. Gradually the moonlight will practice, and the morning cream will be bitter; Yunshan is full of brocade, and the morning dew is dew. The world is infinite, and labor and life are limited, which seems to be the happiness of this area. Whispering, I am speechless with Saddle, and the past is a thousand times.
At that time, * * * was a guest in Chang 'an, like a teenager who had just arrived in Erlu. There are thousands of words in writing, and there are thousands of volumes in the chest; What's so hard for you, Yao Shun? When using reason, hide on me, why not just watch it at leisure? He was healthy, but he died when he was 10. He fought for the former.
Interpretation: The lights of the Lonely Hostel were cold. I was tired of listening to the cock crow in this wilderness, so I packed my pillow. Xiao Yue gradually faded away from the white silk, and the morning cream was crystal clear; The clouds on the mountain are as white as brocade, reflecting dew point and morning light.
The journey in the world has no end, but Lawton's life is limited. It seems that mediocrity is not enough to praise, and it is rare to have a good mood. I will whisper to myself, get into the saddle and keep silent. Many past events come to mind.
At that time, we were in the prime of life. At the same time, we lived in Bianjing like Lu Ji and Lu Yun brothers, and we were still young when we first arrived in Beijing. Fortunately, I have a wonderful pen in my hand and many poetry books in my chest. I think I will help the holy family become Yao and Shun. Now it's time for the stars and the moon to shine together, and my career will be successful.
In fact, whether it is reused or not depends on the current situation and is up to you to weigh. You might as well watch the wind and cloud with your hands idle. It is necessary to be sober and calm. Fortunately, you and I are in good health, as long as we have fun all the year round, let's just look for drunkenness in a cup to comfort our lives.
Third, Qin Yuanchun Meng Furuo
Song Dynasty: Liu Kezhuang
Meeting place, climb Baochai Building and visit Tongquetai. Call the chef, kill whales in the east, people present, and dragons in the west. Heroes in the world, emperors and princes, Cao Cao and Yu Zi, who can match these * * * glasses? A thousand times, Yan Bei, swordsman wizard.
Drinking is like thunder. Who believes being called back by the morning chicken? Sighing that the years have passed, the fame has not been established, and the scholar is old, and the opportunity has come. General Li, meet Emperor Gao. Put on clothes, but feel sad and old, generous and sad.
Interpretation: Where shall we meet? We visited Baochai Building in Chengyang and boarded the bronze sparrow terrace built by Cao Cao. Call out the chef and ask him to slice the whales in the East China Sea. Call the groom out and ask him to bring the BMW from the western regions.
Heroes in the world, besides you and me, who else is worth drinking with us and expressing our feelings together? We should prepare 1000 wagons to snare the chivalrous men from all over the country!
After drinking, I was drunk, and the sound of thunder drums sounded in my ears. Unexpectedly, the dream was awakened by the cock's light crow. I feel that my life is about to pass, but I haven't established my fame yet. Don't wait until the scholar is old, it's time to make achievements.
If Li Guang, the general, can meet an emperor who is so eager for talent, Wan Huhou is nothing! Get up in clothes, only feel desolate and lonely, so I miss my dead friends more and feel sad in the emotional center.
Fourth, Qinyuan Chunling Mountain Zhai 'an was not built when Yanhu was given.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The mountain faces east, and the mountain faces east. Turbulent waves, jumping beads splashing; Small bridges are horizontal, lacking bows at the beginning of the month. Old leisure, heaven teaches many things, and the principal is a hundred thousand loose. My home is very small, outside the shadow of the dragon and snake, in the wind and rain.
Strive to meet each other and see the refreshing three peaks. Children like Xie Jia, dressed appropriately; Like a family, the car rides gracefully. I feel that in the meantime, it is magnificent and healthy, such as Taishi Gongpian. Xindi Road, ask which day the lake will be foggy.
Interpretation: The mountains roll to the west, just like Ma Benteng, so many mountains have to turn around to the east. Just like the rushing water falling straight, jumping water drops splashed everywhere; The small bridge spans the rapids, like an out-of-round moon and a newly opened bow.
People should live an idle life when they are old, but God has given me many things to take care of 100,000 tall pine trees. My house is small, but it is in the ups and downs outside the shadow of the winding branches of pine trees.
The rain and fog dissipated, and the mountains appeared, vying to meet people. Look at the fresh and cool air coming from the mountain peak in the morning. Mountain peaks are like Xie's children, dressed smartly and handsomely; It's as elegant as driving in Sima Xiangru.
It feels a bit like Sima Qian's article, vigorous and deep, elegant and vigorous. On the way to the newly built salt lake levee, I asked when the salt lake would show the beauty of smoke and water.
Five, Qinyuan Spring Lonely Crane Return to Fly
Song dynasty: Lu you
The lonely crane will fly back and spend another day in Liao, so the old friend will change. After all, the dead graves, the vast dreams and the ants of the princes have all become dust. How did you neglect spring on that day when you took wine to the garden and asked for flowers and willows? Times have changed, sighing that the belt stays and the temples are frosted.
Make friends like a cloud, but don't expect to be alive now. Fortunately, the eyes are bright and healthy, and the tea is fragrant and the rice is soft. Not only am I old, but also people are poor. Avoid danger, destroy ambition, idle in the short boat lake. What do I hate? A fisherman was drunk, and a friend in the stream was his neighbor.
Interpretation: The return of He Hua in Liaodong, the death of old people and the growth of new people have changed things. People lying everywhere in this desolate tomb had many beautiful dreams before their death, and now they have all turned to dust, whether they are princes or nobles or ordinary people.
I used to bring wine to the garden in spring to enjoy the wine; It can be said that I have not failed to live up to the great spring scenery and my youth. Time flies, and now I am thin and my temples are gray.
My relatives and friends are scattered, but I didn't expect that I was the only one left to go back to my hometown. Fortunately, my eyes are still visible and my body is still healthy. I can know the sweetness of tea when I taste it, and I can chew it as soon as I eat it. Don't think you are old, there are still many poor people who have a hard life.
Although narrowly escaped the crisis, the ambition has faded. On the day of returning to my hometown, I took a boat and played leisurely in the lake. What do I hate? Now I am drunk with the fisherman and become neighbors with the farmer by the stream.