Song dynasty: Lu you
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.
It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.
Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
Real name first, who is better than one thousand years!
Translation:
When I was young, I decided to explore the Central Plains in the north. I never thought it would be so difficult. I often look north at the Central Plains, my blood is boiling, and my grievances are like mountains.
I remember beating up the nomads from Guazhou and releasing warships on a snowy night. The autumn wind swept Ma Benteng, recovering the good news of the big three passes.
I think I compared myself to the Great Wall of Wan Li, and made a great wish to sweep away the border troubles for the motherland. Up to now, it is empty talk to expect the recovery of the Northern Expedition.
People can't help thinking of Zhu Gekongming, who is really a model. Who made every effort to lead the three armies to the Han Dynasty and establish the Central Plains in the north?
2. Operator Yongmei.
Song dynasty: Lu you
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. ?
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Translation:
There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, sad enough, but destroyed by wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to try their best to compete for favor, and they don't care about the jealousy and rejection of flowers.
Even if it withers, grinds into mud and turns to dust, plum blossoms still exude a faint fragrance as always.
3, appeal, Wanli seeks to seal Hou.
Song dynasty: Lu you
Recalling that year, in order to find opportunities to make contributions, I went to Liangzhou, the border guard, alone. Now the military life of defending the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur.
The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!
Translation:
Recall that Pengcheng Wanli went to the border to defend Liangzhou in order to find opportunities to make contributions. Nowadays, the military life of guarding the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, and I don't know where I am when I wake up. Dust covered the mink of the old expedition.
Hu ren has not disappeared, his temples have been frosted in autumn, and his affectionate tears have flowed in vain. Who would have predicted in my life that I wanted to fight the enemy wholeheartedly in Tianshan Mountain, but now I am dying of old age in Cangzhou!
4. Lime songs
Ming Dynasty: Yu Qian
A thousand hammers hit the mountains, and the fire burns casually.
Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, leaving innocence in the world.
(Stone) can only be mined from the mountain after many impacts. It regards the burning of fire as an ordinary thing.
Even if it is shattered, it is not afraid. It is willing to leave a clean body in the world.
5. Visit Shanxi Village
Song dynasty: Lu you
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Translation:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In the harvest year, the hospitality is very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.