1, night snow
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
have been surprised coverlet cold, and then see the window bright.
The snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of folding bamboo.
Translation:
I was surprised to find my bedroll as cold as ice at night, and then to see the window illuminated by the light from the snow.
The reason I knew it was snowing heavily in the depths of the night was because from time to time I could hear the sound of the snow crushing the bamboo branches.
2, Yangzhou slow - HuaiZuo famous capital
Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui
ChunXi C Shen to the day, I over Weiyang. The night snow first cleared up, shepherd's crook. Into its city, it is looking around the depression, cold water from the blue, twilight gradually rise, the garrison corner sad chanting. I have pathos, feelings of the past and present, because of this song. The old man thought that there is a "Kibi" of sadness.
Huazuo famous capital, bamboo West good place, saddle less in the first trip. The winds of spring are ten miles away, and all the chestnuts and wheat are green. Since the horse peeped into the river after the waste pool trees, still tired of talking about soldiers. The dusk is approaching, the clear horn blowing cold, all in the empty city.
Durang Jun reward, counting now, heavy to be surprised. 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 at the same time. I am thinking of the red herbs by the bridge, and I know for whom they were born.
Translation:
I passed through Yangzhou on the day of the winter solstice in the month of Bingshen in the year of Chunxi. The night was snowy and clear, and as far as the eye could see, it was all caper grass and wheat. When I entered Yangzhou, it was a desolate place, the river was turquoise and bleak, it was getting late, and the city was sounding a bleak horn. I felt sadness in my heart and lamented the changes in Yangzhou City in the present and the past, so I composed this tune myself. Elder Thousand Rocks believes that this song has the sadness of "Kibi" in its meaning.
Yangzhou has been a famous city on the east road of Huainan since ancient times, and there is the famous tourist attraction Zhuxi Pavilion here, when I first came to Yangzhou, I unsaddled and dismounted to make a stop. When the spring breeze of ten miles of prosperous streets, now it is buckwheat green lonely poor. Since the Jin soldiers invaded the Yangtze River basin, even the deserted pool and the old trees, are sick of mentioning that abominable war. Near dusk the horn has been blown, echoing in this desolate and dilapidated empty city.
Du Mu had a beautiful poem to appreciate you, now if you come back will be for your broken and shocked. Even if there is a cardamom flower exquisite words, even if there is singing a dream of a wonderful talent, but also difficult to write this moment of deep sad feelings. Twenty-four bridge is still intact without damage, under the bridge wave center swings a bend of the cold moon lonely. I think that the bridge side of the red peony year after year flowers and leaves flourish, I do not know year after year who appreciate for whom?
3, the village snow night sitting
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
South window back lamp sitting, wind shrapnel dark have. The lonely night in the village is deep, and the geese are heard in the snow.
Translation: Sitting in the south window with the lamp on his back, the winds have arisen in a dark flurry. The night of the lonely village is deep, and the geese are heard in the snow.
4, snowy night feeling old
Song Dynasty: Lu You
Jiangyue Pavilion in front of the Birch Candle incense, Longmen Pavilion on the pack sound long.
The ancient stage in the chaotic mountains has three folds, and the small city sleeps in two dangs.
They are the only ones who think about the saddle horses in their old age, and the ones who believe that they are old and have been farming for a long time.
The green and gold locks are all dusty, and the snow sprinkles the cold lamps with a few lines of tears.
Translation:
When I went to Nanzheng that year, the Chinese candles in Jiangyuekan emitted a gust of grease fragrance, and the mules and horses on the trestle road of Longmenge transmitted a long bell ringing.
I once passed the ancient stage three folds in the chaotic mountains, and stayed at Liangdang, a small county in a lonely city.
While I still want to get on the horse and kill the enemy and rush to the battlefield in my old age, how could I have thought of ending up in the field when I was in Nanzheng and Scattered Passes in the army? The long unused green sunken gun, lock armor are covered with dust and gray sand, to the snow sprinkled dim lamp cold night long, look up to the sky sighing tears fall line after line!
5, dark fragrance - old moonlight
Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui
Xinhai winter, the Yu loaded snow to visit the stone lake. Stop both months, granting Jane Suo sentence, and the new sound, made these two songs, Shi Hu play endlessly, so that the two brothels practice, the syllables harmonized, was named "Dark Fragrance", "sparse shadow".
Old moonlight, count how many times I shine, the plum side of the flute? I'm not sure how much I've learned from the past, but I'm sure that I've learned a lot from the past. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. But I blame it on the flowers outside the bamboo, the fragrance of cold into the Yao seat.
Jiangguo, is silent, sigh send with the road away, the night snow first accumulated. 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 that. I'm not sure if I can remember where I was hand in hand, but I'm sure I can remember where I was hand in hand. I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to see it.
Translation:
In the winter of Xinhai, I went to visit Shihu Jushi in the snow. He asked me to compose a new piece of music, so I composed these two pieces of lyrics and music. Shihu Jushi appreciated them, and taught the musicians and courtesans to practice singing them, and the tones and rhythms were pleasant and melodious. So I named them "Dark Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow".
The bright moonlight of the past, how many times have I been reflected in the plum blossoms blowing a jade flute sound harmony. The sound of the flute evoked a beautiful woman, and I climbed together with the plum blossoms, regardless of the cold cold. Now I am like He Xun has gradually aging, in the past the spring-like splendor of the rhetoric and writing, all have been forgotten. But I was surprised that the sparse plum blossoms outside the bamboo forest, visit the cold fragrance scattered into the magnificent feast.
Jiangnan water town, is a quiet. I want to fold the branch of the plum blossom to support the love, but the road is far away, the night a snow and cut off the earth. The hand held up the jade wine cup, can not help but sprinkle tears of sadness, facing the red plum silent.
The former beauty of the plum will float on my memory. I always remember once hand in hand to enjoy the place, thousands of plum forest pressure full of blooming red plums, West Lake on the cold waves of a clear blue. At the moment, the plum forest is full of floating away from the wind to wither away, when can I see the plum blossom of the beautiful?