The best long couplet translation in the world: First couplet: The vast Dianchi Lake, five hundred miles away, is rushing in front of my eyes. I open my clothes and push away my crown. This boundless blue wave is so joyful! Look: the Jinma Mountain in the east is like a galloping divine horse, the Jade Rooster Mountain in the west is like a flying phoenix, the Snake Mountain in the north is winding like a spiritual snake, and the Heshan Mountain in the south is soaring like a white crane. Poets! Why not choose this good time to climb up to a high building and admire the crab-like islands and snail-like sandbanks; the green trees and weeping willows in the mist swaying like a girl combing her hair; green birds and a few bright red clouds. Enjoy watching! Don’t let down the fragrant golden rice around Dian Lake, the vast expanse of beach under the bright sunshine, the graceful lotuses in summer, and the willows in spring. Second line: Thousands of years of past events came to my mind. I raised my glass and looked up at the sky and sighed. Among the many heroes in the long history, who are still around today? Just imagine: In order to open up a passage from the southwest to India, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty dug Kunming Lake in Chang'an to train his navy; Zhongzong of the Tang Dynasty sent troops to regain the Erhai area and erected iron pillars to record his achievements; Taizu of the Song Dynasty waved his jade ax, faced the territory, and marked the southwest in Outside the boundary; Emperor Shizu of the Yuan Dynasty led his army across the Jinsha River on leather bags and rafts, and unified Yunnan. These great achievements and achievements are really a waste of effort to move mountains! But dynasties change so quickly, as short-lived as evening rain or morning clouds. Even the curtains have no time to roll up and disappear quickly; even the broken tablets commemorating the achievements are slumped in the sunset. middle. In the end, there were only a few sparse bells, dim fishing fires in half the river, two rows of lonely autumn geese, and a pillow of cold frost. In the late Qing Dynasty, Zhong Yunfang, a talented man from Jiangjin, Sichuan Province, wrote the "Couplet of Linjiang City Towers in Jiangjin County", which is known as "the longest couplet in the world". It only uses 1612 words (excluding preface words). It originated from the 29th year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty (1903) when Sichuan Governor Cen Chunxuan was transferred to Guangdong and Guangxi. He crossed Jiangjin via the waterway. The governor Zhang Taijie asked Zhong Yunfang to visit Cen in the boat with a couplet of poems. It happened that the new county magistrate Wu Wenyuan was deposed because of his case. Wu Yi and Wu Yi discovered its shortcomings and tried to frame it in every possible way. First, the Jiangjin Grain Tax Regulations were full of shortcomings. Zhang Taijie contacted the gentry to propose corrections, and Zhong was also listed on it. Having won the case but the case was not settled, the Supervisory Office sent officials to the county for re-examination. Wu Sui took the opportunity to bribe the Chongqing governor and sent Zhang and Zhong to Chengdu for "questioning" and imprisoned them in the Supervisory Office for three years. In order to express his anger, Zhong wrote two long couplets, this couplet and "Sixty Years Old Couplet" while in prison. Now this couplet has been written by the contemporary calligrapher Zhou Haoran, carved in mahogany wood, and is now on display in the Changlian Pavilion. The pavilion is antique, solemn and elegant. 〖Preface to "Proposed Couplet of Jiangjin County Linjiang Castle Towers"〗 Unjust misfortunes come and go, which is incomprehensible, and the thought of them hurts my heart and soul. The late spring day will take this opportunity to search the withered intestines, hoping that they will not touch the ears with grievances. With tears and ink, stained fingers with blood, I counted more than 1,600 words. I knew that I would be tired of reading them, so I kept my words. The fallacy of longing won the victory. Readers who laugh at my shamelessness should forgive me for being boring. Alas! ——Zhong Yunfang’s preface to the title “The Longest Couplet in the World” [Notes on the “Proposed Couplet of Linjiang City Towers in Jiangjin County”] It contains 806 words per page. It was created on one day and re-checked on seven or eight days, so it won the title. There is not a single book of poems that I have picked up, but I am depressed and depressed, and my thoughts are not developed. I only use this to tease my contemptuous mind and spend the rest of my life! ——Zhong Yunfang's own note on the title "The Longest Couplet in the World" The first couplet: The land should strangle Luyu, control the rush of Fuhe, connect Yunnan and Guizhou, and connect the pass of Tibet and Wei. Looking around, it is lush and lush, and all turn into Huajiang City. Look at the Ai Village in the south, the lotus canopy in the north, the Heling Mountain in the west, and the cattle pen in the east. The grass, trees and smoke are all in the sky, all supplying the materials for the altar. The sloping pillars pass through the branches of the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang Dynasties, and you can look up at the ruins of the dome, where ghosts and ghosts sleep among them, and the low and decayed battlements are all haunted by groups of demons. As long as the golden pot is strong, it must be guarded against being overwhelmed by the calamity fire; Fan Ye's furnace hammer is blind and blind. Fame and misfortune are numerous, and fortune and misfortune are also called misfortune. The situation is vast and boundless. How much do you think you will lose yourself in clothes? Those who climb the tower are those who climb the tower, those who are feathered, those who are toothy, those who are cockroaches, those who are intervening, those who are making noises, those who are walking sideways, those who are angry with their wings, those who are fond of biting and grabbing, and those who welcome the tide will go away and the tide will come. , gathered suddenly, and the black rabbits shook their chests, threw their eyes empty, beat the waves, took the oars and roared, drummed the winter drums, frightened by thunderbolts, and suddenly prospered. Tracing back to the roots of the Min Pan and the Wandering Grasshopper, we have a smooth and magnificent flow of water with a broad mind and ears. Just think about returning to Zhenpu, and Russia is fighting wildly; Wu Chu is in Sui Xu, and Russia is in the ocean, and Russia is flying in the air. It is said that Xuanhuang's tricks are strange, how can he be timid and squinting. On the day when the ring is decorated with clang, the imperial court is full of blessings, the chasm is suddenly turned, and the valley is dripping with ointment. Chi Meng roared and tigers roared, while Gongqing watched the dolphins with caution, and the bears, geese, storks, and swords all depended on Cang Xi's decision-making.
When the gun is swept away, the Kuibi is brilliant, the sleepy man is paralyzed under the mantle hat, the cunning rats are camped in Taicang, the hairy awl lacks the appearance of meat, how can it be sweet and fat? He stepped on the Phoenix Tower, ravaged the Parrot Island, and was far away from the Qilin Pavilion. He kicked a little with the tips of his boots, and worshiped Zunquan with his miserable chicken ribs. His voice was muttering and screaming, and his rouge tongue flashed with flames. That’s it! Yu Qi transformed into a snake! Among all the handsome things, which one is resistant and ferocious? Suppose you are angry and instigates Zhiqi, you will lead the demons and demons; Gou lacks saw teeth, hooks and claws, even if you declare Ni, you will still frighten Huan, this world is not the original world. The love quietly goes up to the row of doors and windows, and the leaks and complaints are heard. It is said to be harmonious and dense, and it is said to be father and mother. Hu Zang's axis was broken and destroyed, and he was jealous of the illustrious sons and grandsons. He didn't let him cough and smile, so he first cried out and followed the rules and regulations. Jishou, Jishou, Jishou, the Nong'en faction belongs to the Jia tribe; partners with shrimps and squids, soaking in the wormwood, and boasting the glory of mayflies; boring algae, making noises with iron plates and copper lutes; listening to plum blossoms quickly, cool and unrestrained Qiong Qiong Xiao Yu's flute; sparse dusk reeds, Yinghuan separated by white dew Jia Jia. Sigh! The preface of the school is Dangxiang, which directly insults the soil, forest and Youli; if you thoroughly understand the wonderful purpose, you can see fish leaping and kites flying everywhere. The array of cravings and desires cannot fascinate crazy women and stupid men, breaking through the heavenly barriers. They can't hide the sorrows and tease people, and people can tease the worries. Ignorance is a blessing, being smart is a disaster, makeup can be a mess, disguised as an ugly beard; the dirtier he is, the sloppier I will be. Everyone scolded and scolded, and a certain chanting monk fell into the mud plow for no reason. Just look for this high-ranking match to pick the stars, the beauty is more than the knot, bite some frost, swallow some snow, so that your ambitions are crystal clear, attached to the boat and sails, shining brightly around the eight extremes. Listen, listen, listen, the orioles are singing in the village and the gulls are squawking in the evening. That is our lively and melodious nature. Sitting for a long time, sitting for a long time, thinking that the turbid body should be discarded, waiting for the ebb and flow of half a pond, picking up the secrets of body fluids and kneading them, kneading them until the milk and gelatin dissolve, shrinking into a short spiritual seedling, a woman's warm muntjac egg, and suddenly changing into a tong. The beady eyes, from three hundred and six degrees away, are holding an ax and throwing weights, and the channel is full of chaos; the second couplet: There are tears pouring down from the Huaihe River, tears overflowing the rivers, sea breams piled up, sorrows weighing down the Taidai, full of weirdness Strange and strange, they all belong to my heart. In the memory of Silkworm Fu, Liu Meng wrote talismans, Shi Zhe wrote brushes, and Ma Yang wrote ink. Every trickle of his merits was revealed, and the essence of the residual benefit department was wiped out. How can the narrow rivers and mountains give birth to Gao, Kui, Qi, and Ji? Bending the stack of swords and chanting, except for picking up relics, the cold island in the suburbs is thin, and the shaman ape on the gorge island is always miserable. Therefore, the crouching dragon gallops and eventually gives way to the frog's blessing; the yin and yang's snare is accustomed to bully the thirsty carp and the hungry roc. Heroes make things happen? Times make heroes? In order to ask the question, where can Pinggen go? Shechen and Sichuan are trance-like, trance-like, chilly, bitter, cave-like, whirlpool-like, meandering across Europe and Asia, and across Liao Dynasty. The affairs of the empire dominate the people's ignorance, and the affairs of the country lure the people's wisdom and are eager to take advantage of it. 桴, but Yi was clinging to the wheel, walking on the ice, wearing clothes and being alert. When he hit the rocks, he was silent, holding the rudder silently, moving it to advance, and stilling it to stop. It's a mess, it's dirty, it's dirty, who can pull it out? Sighing for just hammering Cui Wei, but praising Wu Ding's skills? How much does it cost Jiang Silun to praise the benevolence and righteousness of the organization? Do you play with Yao Zhi and boast about your ability to perform divination? In the majestic context of Gangdi, many heroes should have been born. Although the water is surging, the nest is still desolate. Pangu is tracked hard, and the projectiles are expanded to seal the territory. The general was beheaded due to the burden, Chang Hong was buried in Bi, the rituals, music, soldiers and farmers were regulated, and they all imitated Yao and Shun. When Yanli is flattened, Li Qiong follows the track, the first Xue Rui replaces the hibiscus to add color, the cuckoo lies on the bushes and thorns to cry out for injustice, Emei shows off the fresh frame and dry materials, and reluctantly takes out the felt and cloth. The beautiful mask of the anti-hozen, the skillful fingering of the jackal's arms, the majestic appearance of the lion, the foam at the mouth, the Tong Jianxuxu was stunned to death, and the clothes of the brocade, silk and scorpion, would you rather call it a poor body? What a shame! Is Yu'an receiving tribute from Shu? The craggy rocks are like Zhong Yu’s rugged and proud bones. That is to say, the shape of the zodiac sign is concave and convex, and the early mothers are annoyed by the nobles and court officials; the fake ones are red, flat and purple, and although they are robbing the soles of the feet, they are still virtuous and willows. How can the common people end up poor and lowly? Ji slowly went to Quanguan privately, handed over his body, and lied about the ethereal state of China, the Buddha and immortals, and the rainbow and neon lights, which are better than the darkness of the netherworld. Knowing the smell of lead and tin, all over the Cathay City, I just removed the nebula cells, suddenly became tired of soup cakes, regretted and passed away, weeping for Bao Lao reincarnation. Bodhi, Bodhi, Bodhi, I hope this time I will shed my skin; the embryonic ants will build halls and caves, and the eternal religious shrine will stretch; the lice brains and livers will hang down and gather the leek borer and the cockroaches; the mosquito hairs and cochlear horns will squeeze the eyebrows and touch the tail. Navigation; small sandalwood, wives and concubines sleep in the world of mortals. Ugh! The road of Zangzhaobo is to stay and chase away guests at night; to breed miscellaneous children and tsk-tsk, to get tired of the crow of owl and the cry of owl. Qiusuo's grave can't be filled with sour and jealous bones. After guessing the riddle, after all, it was my cleverness that fooled me, and I mistook my cleverness. The universe is too wide, the pupils are too narrow, and the soul has been cultivated. It deserves to be cherished by its parents, receiving his flesh and blood, and paying for its skull. Ups and downs, joys and ups and downs, sins caused by the cruelty of the nine sutras, only to be reincarnated into descendants. Let's take advantage of the clear sand to wash the marrow, the clear water to clear the intestines, the moonlight, the wind, the wine glass, the poems and poems, and the power and strategy to stand for the future. Look, look, look, the polygonum is barren and the anvil is beating, and the lotus is swinging with the oar, but it seems that the servant is miserable and wandering.
Don't panic! Don't panic! It was expected that Lan Wei was filled with compassion, standing tall on the two towers, looking at the silver waves and weeping loudly until the sea dried up and the rocks were broken. He stirred up his long nose and picked up the turtle's turtle, and asked him to protect the square pot and the round shape. Nearly 120,000 years later, Follow the traces, and see the exquisite world.