1. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan"
Song Dynasty: Lu You
The setting sun on the city is painted with mournful corners, and Shen Yuan is not a restored pool platform.
The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand.
The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.
This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and its traces are still missing.
Translation: The sound of painted horns on the city wall under the setting sun seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion. The spring water under that sad bridge is still green, where I saw her beautiful figure.
More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan Garden are too old to spit out catkins and blow cotton. I am about to turn into a handful of loess in the Kuaiji Mountains, but I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.
2. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are blurry, without thinking, you will never forget it . Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
Translation: It has been ten years since we said goodbye to each other. We cannot bear to miss each other but we will never forget them. The lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to express the sadness and desolation in my heart. Even if you and I meet as husband and wife, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. My face is covered with dust and my temples are like frost from running around. Last night I returned to my hometown in my dream and saw you dressing up in front of the mirror in front of the small window.
You and I were silent and speechless, and we could only shed a thousand lines of tears. I expected that your heart would break for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, on that lonely short pine hill.
3. "Meng Wei Zhi"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Walking hand in hand with dreams at night, rising up in the morning with tears in my scarf.
The old man in Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for eight years.
You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.
Awei and Hanlang went there one after another. Do you know if Yetai knows?
Translation: I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and I woke up in the morning with tears streaming down my face without wiping them away. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and grass has been growing in Chang'an for eight years. Missing you, Jiuquan's bones have turned into sand, and I am still temporarily living in the world with a head full of gray hair. Ah Wei and Han Lang have passed away one after another. How can we know that Huang Quan is dim and dim?
4. "Die Lianhua·Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky, just like the past , both past and present have become a jue. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm.
It is not easy to cut off the worldly fate, but the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.
Translation: I love the hard-working bright moon in the sky the most. There is only one full moon like a jade ring in January, and the rest of the time it is like an incomplete jade jue. If I could be like the full moon in the sky, waxing and waning, then as ice and snow, I would not hesitate to melt it for you.
Unfortunately, love in this world is the easiest to break off, but the swallows, who don’t understand sorrow, still step lightly on the curtain hooks and murmur. In autumn, facing your tomb, I sang a song, but my sadness did not diminish at all. How I wish I could play with you in the grass like two butterflies flying together in spring.
5. "Three Poems of Sorrow and Feeling Part 2"
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
In the past, people joked about the meaning behind their deaths, but now they are all in front of their eyes.
The clothes have been put on, but the needle and thread are still there.
I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave money to her in my dream.
I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.
Translation: In the past, we joked about the arrangements behind us, but now they are unfolding before our eyes as you said. The clothes you wore are almost finished. I treasure your sewing box and can't bear to open it. Because I miss you, I also have special affection for my servant. I have dreamed of you many times and burned paper and money for you. Who doesn't know that everyone will be sad when a husband and wife are separated forever? Thinking of many past events makes people extremely sad.