1. Su Shi, author of Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia? Song dynasty
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
Translation:
River of no return, wash out those romantic figures through the ages. Heroes of the ages. On the west side of Laoying, people say that Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms broke the Red Cliff in Cao Jun. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-cranked feather fan chatted and laughed calmly, burning the battleship of the strong enemy to ashes. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream. Let's drink to the eternal moon.
Second, the author of "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting" Su Shi? Song dynasty
I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.
After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm! When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.
Translation:
Let me express the arrogance of young people, holding the yellow dog in the left hand and the goshawk in the right hand. The accompanying soldiers, wearing colorful hats and clothes made of mink, led thousands of followers to ride through the flat hills. In order to repay all the people who follow me in the city, I must kill a tiger myself and show it to everyone like Sun Quan.
I am more open-minded when I am happy. Even if the hair is slightly gray, what does it matter to bring Jeff, who conveyed the imperial edict, to the cloud? When will someone be sent to the cloud with Jeff, just like Emperor Wendi sent Feng Tang? At that time, I will definitely open my bow and arrow and make it look like a full moon, aiming at the northwest and shooting at Sirius, the representative of Xixia.
3. Su Shi, the author of When is the Bright Moon? Song dynasty
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Translation:
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I drank happily until the next morning, got drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days.
Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth. The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment against people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.
4. Li Qingzhao, the author of "Like a Dream, Always Remember the Sunset in Xiting"? Song dynasty
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.
How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
Translation:
I should always think of an outing, and when I play until dusk, I will be addicted to it and don't want to go home. I lost my interest and came back by boat, but I lost my way into the depths of the lotus pond. Pull the boat out! Pull the boat out! The chirping, screaming and rowing started a pool of waterfowl.
5. Li Qingzhao, author of "A Prune, Red Lotus Fragrance, Residual Jade in Autumn"? Song dynasty
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Translation:
The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Who sent the brocade book to the place where the white clouds curled up? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full. Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
6. Li Qingzhao, author of "Looking for Slow Voice"? Song dynasty
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late and urgent! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Translation:
Empty and unprincipled, cold and desolate, sad and sad. How to rest when you feel warm and cold? Drinking three glasses of light wine can't resist its urgency and the cold wind blowing in the evening. The geese flying to the south to escape the cold, but it's a pity that they are old acquaintances. Deny one's hometown.
The chrysanthemums are all yellow, and I am sad and haggard. Have no intention of appreciating flowers and cherishing them. Now that the flowers are fading, who can pick them? Look at the time by the window and don't expect it to get dark. It was drizzling on the plane blades, and it was still dripping at dusk. How can this situation be described by a sad sentence?
7. Lu You, the author of "Feng Feng Hong Crisp Hands"? Song dynasty
Red crisp hands. Yellow rice wine Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. Dongfeng evil. Love is thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossoms fall. Leisure swimming pool hall. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo.
Translation:
Red crisp greasy hands, holding a cup full of yellow wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. No, no, no.
The spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Wash away the carmine on your face and soak all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and castles. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Momomo.
Eight, "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" author Ma Zhiyuan? the Yuan Dynasty
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Translation:
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry. Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind. The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.
9. Qin Guan, the author of "Queqiao Xianyun Qiaoqiao"? Song dynasty
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.
On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Translation:
Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world. * * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
10. Su Shi, the author of "Spring Scenery of Butterfly Lovers"? Song dynasty
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea.
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. The laughter died away, and so did the sound. Affectionate but heartless chagrin.
Translation:
Before the apricot blossoms withered, the branches began to bear green apricots. Swallows fly across the sky, and clear rivers surround the villagers. The catkins on the willow branches have been blown less and less, but don't worry, lush grass can be seen everywhere. There is a girl on a swing inside the wall, and pedestrians outside the wall can hear her. The girl gave a beautiful laugh, and slowly, the laughter in the fence was not heard, as if she had been hurt by a heartless girl.