1. Jiangchengzi·Mizhou Hunting
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The old man chatted like a teenager, holding the yellow on the left, holding the blue on the right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur , Qian Qijuan Ping Gang. In order to repay Qingcheng, I followed the prefect, shot tigers myself, and watched Sun Lang.
The wine is in full swing and the chest is still open. It doesn’t matter if there’s a little frost on the temples! In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.
Translation: Let me express the arrogance of the young man, holding a yellow dog in his left hand and holding a goshawk in his right hand. The accompanying soldiers wore gorgeous hats and clothes made of mink fur, and led their thousands of cavalry across the flat hills.
In order to repay the people of the whole city for following me, I must kill a tiger myself and show it to everyone like Sun Quan. When I drink until I feel happy, my mind becomes more open-minded. Even if your hair is slightly white, what does it matter!
When I bring the talisman to convey the imperial edict to the clouds, when will I send someone to carry the talisman to the clouds on the border, like Emperor Wen of Han sent Feng Tang? At that time, I will definitely draw my bow and arrow to make it look like a full moon. shape, aim northwest, and shoot down Sirius, which represents Xixia.
2. Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
As the river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.
On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
Translation: The water of the river is rolling and flowing eastward, sweeping away all the romantic figures of the ages. Heroes of the ages. To the west of the old fortress, people say it is the red cliff where Zhou Yu defeated Cao's army in the Three Kingdoms.
The steep stone walls towered into the sky, and the thunderous waves crashed against the river bank. The waves stirred up like millions of piles of white snow. The majestic mountains and rivers were as beautiful as pictures, and many heroes emerged in one time. I recall that Zhou Yu was very proud of his youth, and Xiao Qiao, the most beautiful woman, had just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit and heroic spirit.
With a hand-held feather fan and a silk scarf on his head, he was joking and chatting calmly and casually, while 800,000 Cao Cao's troops were wiped out like ashes. Today, I am wandering around the battlefield of those years. It is ridiculous that I am sentimental and have prematurely gray hair. Life is like a dream, raise your wine glass to pay homage to this eternal bright moon.
3. Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei
Modern times: Mao Zedong
Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring.
The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.
Qiao doesn’t fight for spring, she only repays it.
When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled in the bush.
Translation: The ups and downs put winter away, and the flying snow ushered in spring again. The cliff has been covered with hundreds of feet of sharp ice, but the plum blossoms are still blooming proudly and beautifully in the snow. Although the plum blossoms are beautiful, they do not compete with the peaches and plums. They just bring the news of spring. When the mountains and fields were filled with flowers, she was smiling among the flowers.
4. Yongyule·Nostalgia for the past in Guting, Beigu Pavilion, Jingkou
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, heroes have never found Sun Zhongmou. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived. I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuanjia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road. But looking back, under the Buddha and Li Temple, there is a sacred crow drum. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
Translation: Through the ages, it will be difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan. The dance pavilions and singing stages of the past are still there, but the heroes have long since disappeared with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the ordinary alleys covered with grass and trees. People say that this is where Liu Yu once lived. Looking back, he was so powerful when he led the Northern Expedition and regained the lost territory.
However, Liu Yu's son Liu Yilong was so happy about his success that he rushed the Northern Expedition. Instead, Tuoba Tao, Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, took the opportunity to send his troops south. His troops reached the north bank of the Yangtze River and returned, but were severely damaged by their opponents. It has been forty-three years since I returned to the South. Looking at the Central Plains, I still remember the scenes of raging war on the Yangzhou Road.
How can we look back? There were people offering sacrifices outside Tuoba Tao's palace. Crows were pecking at the sacrifices. People were celebrating social days and only worshiped him as a god. Who would ask, Lian Po is old, does he have a good appetite?
5. Fisherman's Proud Autumn Thoughts
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery is different when autumn comes under the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds are heard from all sides, thousands of miles away, long smoke sets, the sun sets, and the lonely city closes.
A glass of dirty wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but there is no plan to return home before it is too late. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost, people can't sleep, and the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears.
Translation: The scenery on the border is completely different when autumn comes, and the geese flying towards Hengyang show no nostalgia. The mournful sounds from the border areas came from all directions along with the sound of horns, in the overlapping mountain peaks. The dusk is heavy, the sun is setting over the mountains, and the lonely city gate is tightly closed.
Drinking a glass of old wine and remembering my hometown thousands of miles away, I have a lot of thoughts. I think of the injustice on the border, the unfinished achievements, and I don’t know when I can return to my hometown. The Qiang people's flutes played melodiously, and frost spread all over the earth. It was late at night, and the soldiers could not sleep peacefully. Both the generals and the soldiers had their hair dyed white by the frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.