In the middle of the night, there are sours accumulating on the Silver Mountain. In the morning, I come to Jiumo and take my car with me. There was no smoke in Taojiang River for a while. On an empty stomach, there are poems and knots in clothes, and wet fuel is like cinnamon rice and beads. Who can accompany you when you are freezing and twirling your mustache? ——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Huanxisha·Suzhou accumulates on the Silver Mountain in the middle of the night" Huanxisha·Suzhou accumulates on the Silver Mountain in the middle of the night Suzhou accumulates on the Silver Mountain in the middle of the night. Take the car with you when you come to Jiumo. There was no smoke in Taojiang River for a while.
On an empty stomach, there are poems and knots in clothes, and wet fuel is like cinnamon rice and beads. Who can accompany you when you are freezing and twirling your mustache? In winter, describe the scenery, write the translation and annotation of Snow Embracing People
Translation
It snows heavily late at night, and the wild grass is covered with white snow, like mountains of silver. In the morning, I see the fields It rains and snows, and the surging waves in the river and the water smoke on the sand are gone. Now they have turned into a vast white sky of ice and snow.
There are only poems in the hungry belly, and knots are woven on the clothes. , moist firewood is as precious as osmanthus wood, grains of rice are as precious as pearls, who can twirling beards and chanting poems with me in the cold weather? Su Shi's note on the creation background: "On December 2, there was a slight snowfall after the rain. The prefect Xu Junyou came to see him with wine, and sat down to compose three poems on Huanxi Sand. Tomorrow, when he sobered up and the snow fell heavily, he composed two more poems." It can be seen that this series of poems Written in December of the fourth year of Yuanfeng (1081), Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, Xu Junyou brought wine to Lingao Pavilion to visit Su Shi. Su Shi was working on the spot and became emotional, so he wrote this poem.
Su Shi (1037-1101), a writer, calligrapher, painter, and gourmet in the Northern Song Dynasty. His courtesy name is Zizhan and his nickname is Dongpo Jushi. Han nationality, Sichuan native, buried in Yingchang (now Jiaxian County, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province). He had a bumpy official career throughout his life, but he was knowledgeable and talented. He was excellent in poetry, calligraphy and painting. His writing is unbridled, clear and fluent. Together with Ouyang Xiu, he is called Ou Su, and he is one of the "Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties". His poetry is fresh and vigorous, good at using exaggeration and metaphor, and his artistic expression is unique. He is also called Su Huang together with Huang Tingjian. He started a bold and unrestrained school and had a huge influence on later generations. Together with Xin Qiji, he was called Su Xin. He was good at calligraphy in running script and regular script. He could create his own ideas. His pen was rich and ups and downs, and he had an innocent taste. He was called Song Dynasty together with Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu and Cai Xiang. The four schools have the same painting studies and literature, advocate spiritual similarity in painting, and advocate "scholar painting". He is the author of "The Complete Works of Su Dongpo" and "Su Dongpo Yuefu".
Su Shi Shi Zi is my treasure, and his spirit is pure and wise. Being able to translate Brahma's calligraphy is as wonderful as Boying's calligraphy. The distant crane has no former partner, and the solitary cloud sends it to the sky. When you are crazy, you light up the world, and when you are drunk, you are really like it. Feixi has been away from home for a long time, but he would rather be close and happy in the early days of Lachu. Therefore, the remaining pond is full of snow, and the willows and smoke are sparse in the cold weather. Longevity wine is also recommended as medicine, and fish is not recommended for morning meals. In addition to Zen chanting from afar, I spend my leisure time writing and writing poems. ——Qian Qi, Tang Dynasty, "Sending Master Huaisu to My Nephew to Return Home to Serve"
Sending Master Huaisu to His Hometown to Serve My nephew, my family treasure, is pure and wise. Being able to translate Brahma's calligraphy is as wonderful as Boying's calligraphy.
The distant crane has no former partner, and the lone cloud sends it to Taixu. When you are crazy, you light up the world, and when you are drunk, you are really like it.
Feixi has been away from home for a long time, but he would rather be close and happy in the early days of Lachu. Therefore, the remaining pond is full of snow, and the willows and smoke are sparse in the cold weather.
Longevity wine is also a medicine, and fish is not recommended for morning meals. In addition to Zen chanting from afar, I spend my leisure time writing and writing poems. Farewell to winter, the winter nights are filled with ice, and the bright moon invades the painting hall. The green jar shines brightly and cries sadly. The green vat is full of temptations, but the pink tears are still hanging down. Before finishing the song, he hid his tears and sang half-heartedly with sadness. There should be no conflict between the two words of love. If you want to know where the heart is broken, dark dust flies on the beam. ——Song Dynasty·Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal·Winter Night and Ice Joins the Well"
Linjiang Immortal·Winter Night and Ice Joins the Well. Winter nights and nights the ice joins the well, and the bright moon invades the painting hall. The green jar shines brightly and cries sadly. The green vat is full of temptations, but the pink tears are still hanging down.
Before finishing the song, he hid his tears and sang with a hint of sadness. There should be no conflict between the two words of love. If you want to know where the heart is broken, dark dust flies on the beam. In winter, the scenery is written and the farewell is lyrical. The ice has just begun to form under the bridge in Tianjin, and people are walking on the road in Luoyang. The elms and willows are rustling, the pavilions are idle, and the bright moon can see the snow on Songshan Mountain. ——Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Watching the Luo Bridge in the Evening"
Watching the Luo Bridge in the Evening
The ice has just begun to form under the bridge in Tianjin, and no one can walk on the road in Luoyang.
The elms and willows are rustling, the pavilions are idle, and the bright moon can see the snow on Songshan Mountain. In winter, write about the scenery and express emotions