The Old Poem of "The Greatest Ambition is Hard to Fulfill

1, Broken Formations - For Chen Tongfu to send strong words

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Drunkenly picking lamps to look at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horns back to the camp. The eight-hundred-mile division of the banner is hot, and the fifty strings are turned over to the sound outside of the plug. The sand field in the fall to count the troops.

The horse is as fast as the Dalu, the bow is like the thunderbolt string. I have won the world's affairs of the king, and I have won the fame of my life. Pity the white occurrence!

Translation: In a drunken dream, I picked up the oil lamp and watched the sword, and in a trance, I went back to the year when the bugles sounded one after another in the various military camps. Distributing roasted beef to the men, letting the instruments play majestic military music to boost morale. It was fall parading on the battlefield.

The warhorses ran as fast as the dalu horses, and the bows and arrows shook the ears off the strings like startling thunder. I was bent on accomplishing the great task of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and achieving a beautiful name that would be passed down from generation to generation. I woke up from a dream, but unfortunately I was already gray-haired!

2. Xiao Chongshan - Last Night a Cold Grasshopper Couldn't Stop Chirping

Song Dynasty: Yue Fei

Last night a cold grasshopper couldn't stop chirping. It was already three nights ago when I was startled back to my dream. I got up and walked around the stairs alone. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

This is the first time I've ever been to a place where I've had a chance to be a part of something. The old mountain pine and bamboo are old, blocking the return journey. I want to give my heart to the yaoqin (a Chinese musical instrument). I'm not sure who will listen to me when the strings are broken, but I'm not sure who will listen to me when the strings are broken.

Translation: Yesterday's autumn night's incessant chirping of crickets woke me up from a distant dream, and it was already three o'clock in the morning. I got up and walked alone around the steps. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I think I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to be able to do that. But I don't know who will listen to me even if the strings are broken.

3, a cut plum - mid-autumn yuan month

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Remembering the mid-autumn Dan Gui bushes, flowers also cup, the moon also cup. This night, upstairs, I have the same, the clouds are wet, the rain is wet, the windows are wet.

It is hard to get through to the chemical industry when you want to ride the wind, but it is hard to get through the road, and it is hard to get through the mail. The only thing that is left in the room is the red candles, so I'm going to take it easy with the songs and the cups.

Translation: Recalling the mid-autumn festival in the past, I was in the fragrant danggui bushes. The shadow of the flowers was reflected in the wine glass, and the white moon was also reflected in the wine glass. Tonight, I am also on the terrace of a building to raise my glass and enjoy the moonlight, but the clouds are thick and the rain has soaked the windows, so there is no moonlight.

I simply want to ride the wind to the sky to question the God of Heaven, but this sky road can not be opened, want to send a letter it letter is also difficult to pass. The moon is not in the painting hall, only the red candle is shining high, let us slowly drink a few cups of wine, slowly sing the song to the end.

4, sick book Huai

Song Dynasty: Lu You

Sick bones detached from the gauze cap wide, the lone minister ten thousand miles away from the Jiang Gan. I have not dared to forget my country, but I have to wait for the coffin to be closed.

The gods and goddesses of heaven and earth support the temple and society, and the fathers and mothers of the capital look forward to and Luang. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to get through to the present and the future, and I'll be able to look at it at midnight.

Translation: the body is weak and thin, so that the head of the hat also seems to be wide, living alone in Chengdu, miles away from the river. Despite his lowly position, he never dared to forget to worry about the affairs of the state, but if he wanted to realize the ideal of unification, he could only put a lid on it after his death.

Hoping that the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, the people of the north are waiting day and night for the monarch to march in person to recover the lost mountains and rivers. Zhuge Kongming's heirloom work, "The Table of the Master", the loyalty and righteousness of the ancient times, late at night, it is difficult to sleep, or pick the lamp to read it carefully.

5, Xijiangmoon - the Xing Xing

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Drunk and greedy laughter, to worry about that work. I've recently realized that the book of the ancients, the letter of the whole is not the right place.

Last night, I was drunk by the pine, and I asked the pine how I was drunk. I was just wondering if the pine was going to move to help, and I pushed the pine with my hand and said, "Go.

Translation: drunkenness I temporarily enjoy laughing, which have time to worry all day long? Recently, I feel that the ancient books, indeed, is not half credible! Last night I fell down beside a pine tree, and asked the pine how drunk I was. I suspect that the pine branch swing is to come to help me, and quickly pushed with a hand and said, "Go!"