Appreciation of the Original and Translation of Zhang Yan's Memories of Time Past (For Friends)

Recalling the past (sending friends) Original: I remember Qiong Yan's divination night, and the brocade threshold moved to spring, annoying Yingying. The flower diameter is dark, the courtyard is windless, and the silver candle is sold late. Make the branches lightly press the bun, and the face is red. Even if you like traveling so much, you will be very happy and make good use of the ice. The whole city is like a dream, but Long song is curled up and willows are all the way. The heart of the river is cold, and the beauty is not seen, so it is difficult to recruit the pu. Recognize the old gull heron and cross the Yueming Bridge. Tracing back to the wind in Wan Li, I can remember where the flute is. Poetry: Recalling the past (sending friends) Poetry Author: Song Dynasty Zhang Yan Poetry Classification: Writing Snow