1. "Linjiang Xian - After the Dream, the Building is Locked Up" Song Dynasty: Yan Qidao
After the dream, the building is locked up, and the curtains are lowered when I wake up from the wine. Last year's spring hate but when it came. The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and the second time I saw it was when I was a little girl, and the third time I was a little girl.
Remembering the first time I saw you, I was very happy to see you, and I was very happy to see you. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The moon was there, and it used to shine on the colorful clouds.
Translation:
Late at night, I dreamt that the door of the building was locked, and after waking up from the wine, the curtain was hanging low. When last year's spring hatred surged to my heart, I was in the midst of the falling flowers in a secluded
secluded and independent, and the swallows were soaring in the breeze and rain in pairs.
Remembering the first time we met with Xiaobing, she wore two heavy hearted incense smoked Luo Yi. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The moon is still there today, shining down on her colorful cloud-like figure to return.
2. Partridge Sky - A Song Yan Guidao
The colorful sleeve is attentive to hold the jade bell, when the drunken face red.
Dancing in the moonlight in the willow building, singing in the wind at the bottom of the peach blossom fan.
After the parting, I remembered that we had met each other, and I dreamed of being with you several times.
This night, the bowl of silver lamp is still in the light, but I am afraid that the meeting is a dream.
Translation:
When we met for the first time, you were so gentle, beautiful and affectionate that you held a cup in your hand and urged me to drink, and I was so drunk
that my face turned red. Dancing from the moon on the willow evening began, until the roof of the moon fell outside the treetops late at night, we danced
dance singing, exhausted and tired to the inability to shake the peach blossom fan. Since that time, I have always missed that wonderful meeting, how
few times I have dreamed of embracing you. Tonight, I raise the silver lamp to look at you carefully, and I am afraid that this time we will meet again in a dream.
3. "Qing Ping Le - I can't stay with you"
I can't stay with you, I'm drunk and I'm going to the orchid boat. I am going to the place where the dawn warbler cries.
The willows on the ferry are green, and the branches and leaves are full of love. After that, I won't send the letter to you, and I have no proof of the clouds and rain in the painting building.
Translation:
Trying to keep his lover but to no avail, he boarded the painting boat after getting drunk and sailed away. In the blue rippling spring river, that boat must have sailed on the wind
speedily, and the sound of yellow warblers crowing in the dawn would have filled his ears.
The ferry is empty, only the willow is left, the branches and leaves are full of farewell feelings.
These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen a woman in the world for a long time.
4. "Butterfly Lovers - Threshold Chrysanthemum Sorrowful Smoke Orchid Weeping Dew"
Threshold Chrysanthemum Sorrowful Smoke Orchid Weeping Dew, the Luo Curtain Light Cold, the swallows flew away.
The moon is not familiar with the bitterness of separation, and the slanting light penetrates the vermilion house at dawn.
Last night, the west wind wilted the blue trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the road.
If you want to send a colorful paper and a ruler, where do you know the mountains are long and the waters are wide?
Translation:
The chrysanthemums outside the balustrade in the early morning were shrouded in a layer of sorrowful smoke, and the orchids were covered with dew, which seemed to be dewdrops of weeping. Between the Luo curtains revealed wisps of
light cold, a pair of swallows flew away. The moon doesn't understand the pain of parting, and its slanting silver light penetrates into the vermilion house until the break of dawn.
Last night the west wind was fierce and withered the green trees. I climbed up to the high building alone and looked at the road that disappeared at the end of the sky. I wanted to send a letter to my beloved
person. But the mountains are endless, the blue water is endless, and I don't know where my heart is.
5. "Partridge Sky - Ten Mile Platform Leaning on Cuiwei"
Ten mile platform leaning on Cuiwei. The cuckoo cries in the depths of a hundred flowers. The partridge sky is a partridge sky, and the partridge sky is a partridge sky, and the partridge sky is a partridge sky, and the partridge sky is a partridge sky.
Surprisingly, when I dreamed, I realized that the sun was shining. I'm not sure if there's no way to return to the end of the world, but I'm not sure if there's a date to return to.
Translation:
In the spring, the poet was on the edge of the ten-mile terrace nestled against the green hills when he heard the cuckoo's cry coming from the depths of the blooming flowers.
The azalea cries were as if they were talking to someone in the street, unlike the warblers that flew and stopped at will.
On a clear spring day, the azalea constantly shows off its "might as well go home" "earnest" call, "pedestrians" seem to wake up from a dream.
The pedestrian does not want to go home, but he can not expect to go home to set the date ah.
Yan Guidao (May 29, 1038[1]? -1110), a famous lyricist of the Northern Song Dynasty. The word Shu Yuan, the name Xiaoshan, Fuzhou Linchuan Wengang Sha
He (now belongs to Jiangxi Province, Nanchang City, Jinxian County) people. He was the seventh son of Yan Shu.
Successively served as a supervisor of the town of Xu Tian in Yingchang Prefecture, a general judge of the Qianning Army, and a judge of Kaifeng Prefecture. He was lonely and arrogant, and his family fell into poverty in his middle age. He and his father Yanshu were
called "two Yans". His style of writing was similar to his father's, but his attainments were better than his father's. He was good at expressing his feelings. He was good at expressing his feelings, and he was especially famous for his clear language and sincere feelings in his small orders. The expression of
emotional frankness. He wrote about love life, and was an important writer in the school of euphony. There are "small mountain words" in the world.
References
Ancient Poetry Website: http://so.gushiwen.org/search.aspx?type=author&page=2&value=%E6%99%8F%E5%87%A0%E9% 81%93