1. Translation of Bada Shanren in classical Chinese
Bada Shanren, Haorenwu. "人屋" means "a vast building with thousands of rooms". He is aloof by nature, has backbone, and is extremely intelligent, unmatched by anyone. He was able to compose poetry at the age of eight, was good at calligraphy, seal cutting, and especially good at painting. I once painted a lotus, half-open in the pond, leaning across the water, full of vitality; hanging it in the hall, it seems like a breeze is blowing slowly, and the fragrance often fills the whole room. He also painted a dragon, which was winding up and down in the canvas, as if it wanted to fly. If Ye Gong saw it, he would definitely scream and run away in panic. He was witty and liked to discuss. He always talked eloquently and tirelessly, which attracted everyone around him.
Since Shan Ren is addicted to drinking, he has no other hobbies. People liked his paintings, and most of them bought wine to entertain him, and prepared several liters of ink and some paper on the right side of their seats. When the mountain man saw it after being drunk, he happily splashed ink on the large drawing paper, sometimes using a broken broom and a broken hat to paint, making the paper dirty and unsightly. After that, he began to paint some of them into mountains and forests, some into hills and valleys, some into flowers, birds, bamboos and rocks, all of which were exquisite. If you meet him who likes to write, then roll up your sleeves, stretch your arms, pick up your trouser legs, scream and shout like crazy. Dozens of paintings will be completed in an instant. When he wakes up, you want to ask for a piece of paper from him. Even if a hundred pieces of gold were placed in front of him, he would not even look at it. He was so crazy. 2. Classical Chinese essays describing landscapes
Travel Notes on Shizhong Mountain by Su Shi
On a dark night, when the moon was bright, I took a small boat with Mai alone to the foot of the cliff. The boulders stand thousands of feet sideways, like ferocious beasts and strange ghosts, eager to attack people. The falcons on the mountain will startle when they hear the sound of people, and they will buzz in the sky. There is also an old man coughing and laughing in the valley, and he may say: "This is a stork and a crane." The rest of the party is eager to return, and makes a loud noise on the water, and the jingling is like bells and drums, which is endless, and the people in the boat are frightened. If you look at it slowly, you will find that there are stone caves under the mountain. I don't know how shallow or deep they are. Microwaves penetrate into them and they are filled with surging waves. This is why. The boat returned between the two mountains and was about to enter the port. There was a large rock in the middle of the stream, which could seat a hundred people. There were many orifices in the air, which were in harmony with the Feng Shui. There was the sound of boring and boring mandarins, corresponding to those who were facing it, and it was like a piece of music. . Because of his laughter, he said to Mai, "You know what you know? Those who are squeaky are the King of Zhou Jing's inability to shoot; those who are boring and boring are the songs of Wei Xianzi. The ancients did not deceive them."
Former Red Cliff Ode
In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests went boating under Red Cliff. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to the guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if Feng Xu is riding the wind without knowing where it is going; the flutteringness is as if he is left alone in the world, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality.
So they drank and enjoyed themselves very much, and sang along to the boat. The song says: "The orchid oars are hanging on the osmanthus, and the light is shining in the sky. The mist is in my arms, and I look at the beauty in the sky." There is a guest who blows the hole in the hole, and he listens to the song and harmonizes with it. His voice sounds like resentment. Like admiration, like crying, like complaining; the lingering sound is lingering, like a wisp; the dragon dancing in the secluded gully, weeping in the lonely boat.
Su Zi was stunned, sitting upright, and asked the guest: "Why is it so?" The guest said: "The moon and stars are sparse, and the crows are flying south. Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking West to the Summer From the mouth, look east to Wuchang. The mountains and rivers are close to each other, and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in Zhou Lang? I am composing poems on the banks of the river. I have been a hero for a long time. How are I doing now? Kuangwu and I are fishing and woodcutting on the river, hanging out with fish and shrimps, and making friends with elk. We ride in a small boat and hold up a bottle to meet each other. Attribution: Send mayflies to the sky and earth, a drop in the vast sea. I mourn for the brief moment of my life, and envy the infiniteness of the Yangtze River. I carry flying immortals to fly, and hold the bright moon for the end. I don’t know how unexpected it is, and I leave it in the sad wind. " /p>
Su Zi said: "Do guests also know that water and the moon are like this? Those who have passed away are like this, but they have not yet passed away; those who are full and empty are like that, but their soldiers are not waxing and waning. Look at the changes that will occur. , but heaven and earth cannot last for a moment; from the perspective of being unchanging, everything is endless to me, and why should I envy it? Everything in heaven and earth has its own owner, not even a single bit of it belongs to me. Pick.
But the cool breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard as sounds by the ears, and can be seen by the eyes as colors. Take it without restraint and use it inexhaustibly. This is the infinite treasure of the Creator, and it is the perfect place for me and my son. ”
Since I found it in two places, I won’t write it on the web page.
The guests laughed happily, washed the dishes and drank more, the food cores were all gone, and the cups and plates were in a mess. We met each other and pillows were scattered. In the boat, I don't know how white the east is.
Poster to Red Cliff
It's ten months since I left the snow hall, and I'm about to return to Lingao. On the mud slope, the frost and dew have fallen, and the leaves of the trees have fallen off, and the figures are lying on the ground. They look up at the bright moon, look at it, and sing to each other. , what a good night! The guest said: "Today at dusk, I raised the net and caught a fish with a big mouth and thin scales, like a perch in the Songjiang River." Did Gu An get wine? "He returned and consulted his wives. The woman said, "I have a bucket of wine, which I have hid for a long time, in case my son needs it from time to time. "So I took the wine and fish and swam under the Red Cliff again. There was a sound in the river, and the bank was broken for thousands of feet; the mountains were high and the moon was small, and the water fell and the rocks came out. The sun and the moon were so many, but the mountains and rivers could not be recognised. I took my clothes and walked up. On the slanderous rock, tigers and leopards are nestled in velvet, and hornets and dragons are climbing on the dangerous nests, overlooking the secluded palace of Feng Yi. Suddenly, there is a roar, the grass and trees shake, the mountains roar and the valleys respond, and the wind rises and the water surges. . I was also quiet and sad, and it was too cold to stay. Instead, I boarded the boat and let it stop. It was almost midnight, and I saw a lonely crane crossing the river. . With wings like wheels and silk clothes, it suddenly screamed and flew to the west.
After a while, the guests left and I fell asleep. I dreamed of a Taoist priest with fluttering feathers and passing under Lingao. Yiyu came to him and said, "Amusement at Red Cliff?" "Asked his name, he bowed and didn't answer. "Woohoo! Hehe! I know it. In the past night, whoever flew past me was not a son or evil? "The Taoist priest smiled and I was also surprised. I opened an account and looked at it, but I couldn't see it. 3. Chen Ding's classical Chinese translation of "New Chronicles of Yuchu. Biography of Bada Shanren"
Bada Shanren was a Ming Dynasty poet Ning Fan's clan is named Renwu. "Renwu" means "Guangsha Ten Thousand Rooms". He is aloof, strong-willed and extremely intelligent. He can compose poems at the age of eight, is good at calligraphy, and is good at seal carving. , especially good at painting. He once painted a lotus half-opened in the pond, with fallen leaves scattered across the water, full of vitality. He hung it in the hall, as if a breeze was blowing, and the fragrance often filled the whole room. , winding up and down in the area, as if trying to fly; if Ye Gong saw it, he would definitely scream and run away in panic. He is witty in speech, likes to talk, always talks eloquently, tirelessly, and makes people happy. Everyone in Sizuo was fascinated by it. His father, XX, was also good at calligraphy and painting, and was very famous in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. However, he was mute and could not speak.
When the Ming Dynasty fell in the Jiashen year, his father passed away. Zhi, also mute and unable to speak, the people who followed him and were ordered to do things all gave him signals with their eyes; if it was to his liking, they would nod, and if not, they would shake their heads to the guests. He used his hands to express greetings, and laughed silently when people talked about ancient and modern things. After more than ten years of doing this, he left his family and became a monk, taking the nickname "Snow Ge". ". It didn't take long for him to suffer from madness. At first he would lie on the ground and cry softly. After a while, he would look up to the sky and laugh. After laughing, he would suddenly jump again and again, howl and cry loudly. Sometimes he would bang his belly and sing loudly, and sometimes he would sing in the market. There were wild dances in the market. Within a day, people in the market were disgusted with his disturbance, so they made him drunk. After more than a year, his madness stopped. After getting better, he changed the name to "Geshan". After a while, he stroked his head and said, "I have become a monk, why not name it "Donkey"? "So he changed his name to "Geshan donkey". A few years later, his wife and children all died. Someone said to him: "Cut off the sacrifice to ancestors. This is not the way to be the descendants of ancestors. Don't you have something? Scared? "The mountain donkey sighed with emotion, grew his hair, married and had children, and named him "Bada Shanren". He himself said: "The so-called eight majors refer to the four corners and four corners. I am the biggest, and there is no one bigger than me. ”
Since Shan Ren is addicted to drinking, he has no other hobbies.
People liked his paintings, and most of them bought wine to entertain him, and prepared several liters of ink and some paper on the right side of their seats. When the mountain man saw it after being drunk, he happily splashed ink on the large drawing paper, sometimes using a broken broom and a broken hat to paint, making the paper dirty and unsightly. After that, he began to paint some of them into mountains and forests, some into hills and valleys, some into flowers, birds, bamboos and rocks, all of which were exquisite. If you meet him who likes painting, then roll up your sleeves, stretch your arms, pick up your trouser legs, scream and shout, and dozens of paintings will be completed in a moment. When he wakes up, you can ask him for a piece of paper or a word. Even if a hundred pieces of gold were placed in front of him, he would not care. He was so crazy.
Wai Shishi said: "Is Shanren really crazy? Why are his pen and ink so majestic? I once read Shanren's poems and paintings, and I thought they were very powerful in the Tang and Song Dynasties. As for calligraphy, it is from He came from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Asked his fellow villagers, they all said that those calligraphy and paintings were obtained after he was drunk. 4. The classical Chinese text of "The Foolish Old Man Moves the Mountains"
Taihang, Wangwu Ershan is 700 miles across and 10,000 feet high. It is located in the south of Jizhou and north of Heyang. It was a roundabout way to get in and out, so he gathered in his room and made a plan, saying: "I and you will try to overcome the danger and point out the route to the south of Henan and reach the Yin of Han Dynasty, is that okay?" " Zaran agreed. His wife expressed doubts and said: "With your power, you have never been able to damage Kuifu's hill. For example, where is Taihang and Wangwu? How can we place earth and rocks? Za said: "Throw it into the end of the Bohai Sea and the north of the Hidden Earth." "Then he led his descendants and three husbands to carry the load, knocked on the stones to cultivate the soil, and transported the dustpan to the end of the Bohai Sea. The widow of the neighbor Jingcheng's family had a surviving son, so he started to fight and jumped to help. The weather was changing in the winter and summer, so he turned around.
The wise old man stopped laughing at the bend of the river and said: "It's very serious, you are not doing favors." With the remaining strength of the remaining years, I have been unable to destroy a single hair of the mountain. How are they like earth and rocks? "The Foolish Old Man of Beishan took a long breath and said: "Your heart is so strong that it cannot be penetrated. You are no better than a widowed wife and a weak son. Even after my death, my sons will survive; my sons will beget grandchildren, and my grandsons will beget sons; my sons will have sons, and my sons will have grandsons; my descendants will have endless deprivations, but if the mountain does not increase, why bother to be peaceful? "The wise old man died in the bend of the river.
When the snake god heard this, he was afraid of it and told the emperor. The emperor felt his sincerity and ordered the two sons of the Kua'e family to carry two mountains and one Cuo Shuodong. , Yicuo Yongnan. From then on, in the south of Ji and the Yin of Han, there was no long way.
Translation of "Yugong Moves the Mountain"
The two mountains of Taihang and Wangwu have a radius of seven. Hundreds of miles, seven or eight thousand feet high. (These two mountains) were originally in the south of Jizhou and north of the Yellow River.
The Yugong of Beishan, who was nearly ninety years old, lived facing the mountain. He) suffered from traffic jams in the north of the mountain and had to take a long way to get in and out, so he called his whole family to discuss and said: "I want to work hard with you to dig down the steep mountains all the way to the south of Yuzhou and the south bank of the Han River. Is that okay?" "(Everyone) expressed their agreement with him one after another. His wife asked: "With your strength, you can't even cut down a small mountain like Kuifu, but what can you do with Taihang and Wangwu (two big mountains)? Woolen cloth? Besides, where to put the excavated soil and stones? Everyone said one after another: "Throw them to the edge of the Bohai Sea, to the north of Hidden Earth." So he led his three children and grandchildren who carried the burden, chipped stones, dug out soil, and carried it to the edge of the Bohai Sea with dustpans. The widow of the neighbor Jingcheng family had an orphan who was just seven or eight years old, and she also jumped to help them. Winter comes and summer comes, and the seasons change, so there is only one round trip.
Hequ Zhisou smiled and tried to dissuade Yu Gong: "You are not very smart. With the little strength you have left in your last few years on earth, you can't even remove a blade of grass from the mountain. How can you remove dirt and rocks? "The Foolish Old Man of Beishan sighed deeply and said, "You are so stubborn that you cannot understand things. You are worse than an orphan or a widow. Even if I die, I will still have my son. Sons will beget grandchildren, grandsons will beget sons, and sons will beget sons. Sons have grandchildren; there is no end to the number of children and grandchildren. But the mountain will never grow taller or bigger, so why worry about digging it flat? " Hequ Zhisou had no words to answer.
The mountain god heard about Yu Gong's move of the mountain and was afraid that he would keep digging, so he reported the matter to the Emperor of Heaven.
The Emperor of Heaven was moved by Yu Gong's sincerity, and ordered the two sons of the Hercules Kua'e to carry away two mountains, one to the east of Shuofang and the other to the south of Yongzhou.
From then on, from the south of Jizhou to the south of the Han River, there were no mountains blocking it. 5. Classical Chinese: Translation of High Mountains and Flowing Waters
Boya was good at playing the drum and harp, and Zhong Ziqi was good at listening. Boya aimed at high mountains, Zhong Ziqi said: "How wonderful! It looks like Mount Tai!" Boya aimed at flowing water, Zhong Ziqi said: "How wonderful! It looks like a river and sea!" What Boya wants, Zhong Ziqi will definitely get it. . When Ziqi died, Boya broke his qin and cut off the strings, and he never played the drum again for the rest of his life.
Translation: The musical genius Yu Boya liked to play the song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", but no one could understand it. He played the piano on the high mountains, and the music was high but quiet. Finally one day, a woodcutter who was chopping wood passed by and understood his "High Mountains and Flowing Waters". This man was Zhong Ziqi. Yu Boya's close friend was Zhong Ziqi. They made an appointment to meet two years later, but Zhong Ziqi did not show up two years later. After asking around, Yu Boya found out that Zhong Ziqi had died of illness and could no longer attend his appointment. Yu Boya was devastated. He knew that Ziqi was the only person who could understand his music. Now that Ziqi is dead, there will be no one else. He understood his music, so he threw his beloved Qin on Ziqi's grave to express his respect and cherishment for his close friend. This is the story of Boya throwing down his zither to express his gratitude to his close friend. Boya misses Ziqi sadly, and people use this to lament that it is hard to find a close friend.
Hope this helps you 6. Yu Gong Moves the Mountains
The story goes that there was an old man named Yu Gong who was almost ninety years old. There are two big mountains at the door of his house, one is called Taihang Mountain and the other is called Wangwu Mountain. It is very inconvenient for people to come in and out.
One day, Yu Gong called the whole family together and said: "These two mountains are blocking the door of our home, and we have to take a lot of unnecessary steps when we go out. We might as well work together as a family to move these two mountains. What do you think?"
When Yu Gong’s sons and grandsons heard this, they all said: “You are right, let’s start tomorrow!” However, Yu Gong’s wife felt that it was too difficult to move two mountains. He raised objections and said: "Since we have lived here for many years, why can't we continue to live like this? Besides, even if such two big mountains can be moved little by little, where can we put so many stones and soil? ?”
What Yugong’s wife said immediately aroused everyone’s discussion. This is indeed a problem. In the end, they unanimously decided to transport the stones and soil from the mountain to the sea.
The next day, Yu Gong and his family started to move mountains. His neighbor was a widow who had a son who was only seven or eight years old. When she heard that the mountain was being moved, she happily came to help. But the only tools Yugong and his family had to move the mountain were hoes and baskets, and the mountain and the sea were far apart, and one person could not make two trips back and forth in one day. After a month of drying, the mountain looks the same as before.
There was an old man named Zhisou, who was very shrewd in dealing with people. He saw Yu Gong and his family moving mountains and thought it was very funny. One day, he said to Yu Gong: "You are so old and it is difficult to walk. How can you move two mountains?"
Yu Gong replied: "Your name is Zhisou. But I think you are not as smart as a child. Although I am about to die, I still have a son. My son is dead, and there are grandchildren, descendants, and descendants, and they are endless. Just a little less, and there will never be a grain of mud or a stone. We move every day, every month, every year. Why can’t we move across the mountain?” Zhisou, who thought he was smart, heard this. There was nothing more to say.
Yu Gong led his family to get up early every day to dig mountains, no matter it was a hot summer or a cold winter. Their actions finally moved God. God then sent two gods to the world to move the two mountains away. But the story of Foolish Old Man moving mountains has been passed down to this day. It tells people that no matter what is difficult, as long as you have perseverance and perseverance to do it, you may succeed.
Is that possible? 7. Translation of the ancient text "High Mountains and Flowing Waters"
Literal translation:
As good as the drum and harp, and as majestic as the weak Taishan Mountain.
Shanzai: Good
Hu: a vocal word
Guqin: playing the guqin
Weiweihu: a towering appearance
Ruo: Image
Taishan: Big Mountain
This is not the case with the drum and harp alone, but also with the sage.
Non: not
Du: only
If this: like this
Sage: a talented person
Likewise: the same thing.
Free translation
This music is played so well, (when I listen to the music) I feel like I can see the towering mountains.
This is not true only for playing musical instruments, but also for talented people (who are willing to do their best for those who understand themselves).