Original text:
In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Translation:
The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai.
Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.
2. How deep is Linjiang Xianyuan Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Original text:
How deep is the yard? Clouds, windows and fog pavilions are always crowded.
The calyx of willow-tip plum gradually became distinct. In spring, the Liling tree is old and healthy.
I feel how much the moon sings, but now I am old and have accomplished nothing.
Who is more pitiful and who is more haggard? It's boring to try the lights and I'm not in the mood to walk in the snow.
The yard is deep, I don't know how many floors are deep, and the doors and windows of the misty pavilions are often closed. Looking around, I saw the willow tips turning green and the plum branches sticking out. Around the ancient city of Liling, the trees are turning green, announcing that spring has come back, but I am homeless. Looks like I'm going to die of old age, and I'm going to build a healthy city.
I remember how many times I enjoyed romantic scenery, drank wine and wrote poems, and how happy I was. But now people are old and can't do anything! Who else will pity your haggard and decline? I'm not in the mood to try Yuanxiao or enjoy the scenery in the snow.
3. Jianglin Xi 'an Song Mei Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Original text:
The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are in late spring.
Who are you haggard and spoiled for? Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi. ?
Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing.
Who knows when the fragrance will blow out? Don't fatten apricot flowers on warm days and nights.
Translation:
There are many floors in the yard, and clouds are clustered on the windows of the attic, and a faint fog permeates around, but spring comes late. Missing makes your face haggard, and you can only get together in a dream at night, and the sunny plum branches are also in the season of germination.
Plum blossoms are graceful and graceful, and the Qiangdi in the south building should not play a sad tune. I don't know how many clubs have been blown off. Warm spring wind, don't let time come to apricot blossom season.
4. "The idle window of Huanxisha Yard is deep in spring" Song: Li Qingzhao
Original text:
The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, and the heavy curtains are not heavy. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.
The clouds around the distant peaks look like dusk is coming, and the breeze in the dusk stirs the drizzle and plays with the hazy light clouds. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
Translation:
Seeing the spring scenery in the yard through the window will pass. Layers of heavy curtains are not rolled up, and there are many shadows in the dark boudoir. I leaned against the embroidered building and fiddled with the lyre quietly. There are clouds on the mountain peaks in the distance, as if dusk is coming. The evening breeze is blowing drizzle and fiddling with the yellow light clouds. The pear blossoms in the yard are about to wither, and I'm afraid even the oblique wind and drizzle are unbearable.
5, "Ruan Langgui Liu Yin Courtyard Occupy the Scene" Song Dynasty: Zeng Yi
Original text:
Liu Yin courtyard occupies the scenery, and the days are very long.
Bibo's new small pond is busy with water.
The courtyard is deep and the willows are shaded. In this beautiful environment, two swallows whisper all day and occupy the scenery. A pool of spring water is rippling, and two swallows skim over the water.