1, "Jiangchengzi - The Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of the Yimao Year"
Song: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death, not to think about it, since it is unforgettable. I'm not sure if I'll ever forget it, but I'll never forget it. Even if we meet each other, we should not recognize each other, dusty face, sideburns like frost.
The night came to a dream and suddenly returned home, the small window, is combing makeup. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at you. I'm sure you'll be able to find a place where your heart will be broken every year, on the night of the bright moon, in the short pine tree.
Vernacular interpretation:
You and I husband and wife farewell has been a whole decade, forced not to miss can finally difficult to see each other. I'm not sure if I've ever seen you before, but I'm sure you've never seen me before, and I'm sure you've never seen me before, and I'm sure you've never seen me before. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
Last night I returned to my hometown in a dream, and in the window of the hut you were dressing up. The two of us were silent relative to each other miserably silent, only out of the dripping hot tears sprinkled down a thousand lines. I can imagine the place where I thought of her, in the night of the bright moon, the short pines of the mountain.
2. "Wet Green Shirt - Mourning the Death"
Ching: Nalan Seide
Recently, infinite sadness, who will talk with the long more? I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
At that time, I realized, but now I am cut off, I am always negative about the feelings. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do it all in one place.
Vernacular interpretation:
Recently there are too many sadness, I can talk to who in this long night? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
The year with you to appreciate the beauty of the scenery, but now lost, failed to live up to the past a deep love. Suddenly a gust of wind blowing, bright lights swaying with the wind, I thought it was your soul back, just, I can only be infatuated with counting stars waiting.
3, "severance of sadness three - one"
Tang: Yuan Zhen
Xie Gong minimum bias pity female, since married Qianlou a hundred things good.
Guarding my lack of clothes, I searched the Arthraxon suitcase, and pulled out the golden hairpin when he was selling wine in the mud.
The wild vegetables are filled with sweet patchouli, and the fallen leaves are added to the ancient acacia.
Today's salary is more than 100,000 yuan, and I will make a lot of money with you.
Vernacular interpretation:
Hui Cong He, like Xie An's favorite niece; since marrying the poor and needy me, everything has gone wrong. When you see that I have no clothes, you have to go through the cupboards and the boxes; when you have little money to buy wine, I often pester you to pull down your hairpin and make-up.
We are willing to work together with me to fill up with wild vegetables, beans and leaves for food; to sweep the leaves as firewood, you look up to the ancient acacia. Now the salary exceeds one hundred thousand dollars, but you cannot share it; I have only to supersede you and prepare a fasting meal for tasting.
4, "Mourning the death of Xue Tai"
Tang: Bai Juyi
Half-dead sycamore old and sick body, heavy springs and a thought of a wounded spirit.?
The young boy returned to the courtyard at night with his hand, and the moon was cold and the empty room was empty, and I did not see anyone.
Vernacular interpretation:
The old sycamore was sick, half-dead, heavy yellow springs every time I miss the sadness of labor. Pulling the young son back to the yard in the evening, the cold moonlight shines on that empty house.
5, "the first month of Chong Jean House"
Tang: Li Shangyin
The secret locks are heavily covered with green moss, the corridor is very deep this wandering.
The wind and the moon were the first to rise, and the flowers had not yet bloomed from the cold dew.
The use of the curtains and flags is always on the move, and the rats and mice turn over the window nets.
Backlit alone*** the remaining fragrant language, do not realize that the song of the night to come.
Vernacular interpretation:
The heavy door is locked, the courtyard is deep, the path is full of moss, the corridors are curved, the cabinet is haunted by my lonely wandering alone. I can see the color of the moon contains halo misty, can predict that tomorrow morning will be windy, the night dew is this cold, when the spring flowers can bloom.
Bats fly back and forth string whisking the curtain, tossing and turning all night long, difficult to sleep, the mouse also turned the window, let a burst of surprise and suspicion. Sitting alone with his back to the light, like with his late wife **** language, unconsciously singing in a low voice, "up in the night".