Original text:
René (xū) Autumn and July, perilla boaters swim under the Red Cliff. A cool breeze
Xu Lai, the waves are quiet. Give wine (zhǔ) guests, recite the bright moon and sing graceful and restrained chapters. Small (sh ǒ o) swallow, the moon rises in Dongshan, wandering among cattle. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. The vastness is like a virtual wind, and I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.
So I had a good time drinking, and I was singing while I was holding the boat. Song Yue said, "Zhugui (zhào) blows the blue oar, striking the sky and tracing the streamer. I am pregnant, and I hope that beauty is on one side. " The piper leans on the song and makes peace (hè). Its voice wails, like resentment, like crying, like complaining, and the reverberation is lingering [ni m: o]. Dancing in the valley, crying in the lonely boat.
Su Zibi (Qi M 6533 guest said: "There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. Miao Shanchuan (liáo) is gloomy and dusty. Isn't this Meng Zhizhi who is trapped? Break jīngzhou, go down to Jiangling, go downstream to the east, go far (zhú) and (lú), cover the sky with Jing (JΟ ng) flags, (shi) wine borders the river, and (shuò) poetry is a hero in the world. My son Yu Qiao and I are in Zhu Jiang. We are friends of fish, shrimp and elk (mí). Sending Mayflies (fú) and Mayflies (yóu) to the ground is a drop in the ocean. Mourn for a moment of my life (yú) and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. Take the flying fairy to travel, hold the bright moon, and end. Knowing that it is impossible to get it suddenly, I hate it. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If the person is full, he will never rise or fall (zh m: ng). Gai must view it from its changers, then heaven and earth can't be in an instant; If we look at it from its unchanging point of view, then things are infinite to me, but why envy them? Besides, between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner, not mine, so I will take it for nothing. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are empty to the ear and beautiful when they meet. They are inexhaustible and inexhaustible treasures of the creator. My son and I are suitable. "
Guests are smiling, gēng washes the lamps (ZH M 6 bowls and chopsticks (yáo), and the cups and plates are messy (jí). Sleeping on the boat, I don't know if the east is white.
Translation:
In autumn in Ren Xu, on July 16, my guests and I took a boat to swim under the Red Cliff. The breeze is blowing slowly, and the water on the river is calm. So I raised my glass and invited guests to drink together, reciting the "graceful and restrained" chapter in the poem "The Book of Songs, Martin Moon Out". After a while, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between Dou Su and Niu Su. White fog covers the river, and the waves are connected with the starry sky. We let reedlike boats float freely on the boundless river. How vast, like flying in the air with the wind, I don't know where I will stay; How elegant, as if she had become a fairy, flew away from the world and boarded a fairyland.
So, drinking wine, I knocked on the ship's rail and sang happily. The lyrics say: "The oars of osmanthus wood and blue wood are beating the clear river, and the ship is facing the flowing waves." How deep, my feelings, looking up at the person I admire, she is in that distant place. "There is oral sex among the guests, and oral sex is answered according to the song. The flute sounds like resentment, yearning, crying, pouring out, and the lingering sound is melodious, like a gentle line. Can make the dragon hidden in the abyss dance and the widow in the lonely boat sob.
I couldn't help feeling sad. I adjusted my clothes, sat up straight and asked the guest, "Why?" The guest said, "There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east, surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is gloomy. Isn't this the place where Cao Mengde was besieged by Zhou Yu? He captured Jingzhou, captured Jiangling, went down to the Yangtze River, battled thousands of miles, covered the sky with banners, sprinkled wine on the river to pay homage, and recited poems with guns. Originally, he was a hero. Where is he now? Besides, I am fishing and firewood with you in the middle of the river and on the sandbar, taking fishing and shrimp as partners and elk as friends, driving a boat and toasting each other here. It's just parasitic between heaven and earth like a ephemera, as small as a drop in the ocean. I lament the shortness of life and envy the endless flowing water of the Yangtze River. I am willing to walk with the immortals and live with the bright moon. I know I can't get it often, so I can only pin the sound of the flute on this sad autumn wind. "
I said, "Do you know water and the moon, too? (River water) always flows, but does not flow away; The moon is always round and round, but it doesn't increase or decrease after all. If we look at them from the changing side, then everything between heaven and earth has changed in less than a blink of an eye; If from their unchanging side, everything is as eternal as ours, why envy them! Besides, between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner. If I don't have everything, I can't even get a little bit. Only the breeze on the river and the bright moon on the mountain turned into sound when the ears heard it and turned into color when the eyes saw it. No one can ban them and use them endlessly. This is an endless treasure of nature, and I can share it with you. "
Hearing this, the guest smiled happily, washed the glass and filled it with wine. All the vegetables and fruits have been eaten, and the cups and plates are lying in a mess. Everyone slept on the boat with pillows, and before they knew it, the east was already bright.