It's hard for me to walk, written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem
"It's hard for me to go."
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
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The wine in the golden cup 1000 yuan a barrel, and the food in the jade plate 10000 yuan. Depressed, I put down a cup of chopsticks and didn't want to eat it; Pulling out my sword and looking around, I was at a loss to cross the Yellow River, but ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, that mountain has been closed by heavy snow. Like Lushang Yuxi, waiting for a comeback; Like Yi Yin dreaming, passing by Japan by boat. The road of life is as difficult as it is; The road is complicated. Where are you now? I believe it's time to ride the wind and waves, and then I must sail across the sea!
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Untitled Time was written by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. It was a long time before I met her and a long time after I broke up.
Original poem
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
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It's hard to meet each other, and it's even harder to leave, not to mention in this late spring when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Dress up in the morning and look in the mirror. I'm only worried that the clouds in my hair will change color and my face will disappear. I can't sleep alone in the long night, so I must feel Leng Yue's aggression. Penglai Mountain is not too far from here, but there is no road to cross. Please visit me diligently by a messenger like the bluebird.
3, it is difficult to walk, come back! ?
It is hard to go by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem
It's hard to walk II
The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out.
I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts.
I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained.
At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence.
You see, in ancient Yan Zhaowang, Guo Kun was highly valued, Hui Zhejie was embraced, and the corporal was humble.
Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents.
But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him?
The road is hard, I must go back!
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The road of life is so broad that I have no way out. I don't want to play gambling games like cockfighting and running dogs with rich children in Chang 'an. I don't like to grovel before power like Feng Xuan. In those days, Huaiyin people laughed at Han Xin's cowardice and incompetence, and the ministers of the Han Dynasty were jealous of Jia Yi's talent. You see, in ancient times, Yan Zhaowang attached great importance to Guo Kun and was loyal and humble to the corporal, so there was no suspicion.
The dramatist Xinhe thanked him for his kindness, exhausted his loyalty and wisdom, and used their talents to serve the monarch. However, Yan Zhaowang had already passed away. Who else can reuse a wise man like him? Times are hard, I want to go home!
4. Drain the water and put it on the ground, from east to west and from north to south.
From the Northern and Southern Dynasties poet Bao Zhao's "It's really hard to go to four"
Original poem
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If you pour water on the ground, it will flow in different directions, and the difference in life is not consistent.
Life is fixed, how can you always complain about self-pity?
Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk", and the singing is interrupted by drinking.
If the heart is not vegetation, how can there be no feelings? Want to say or say, and want to do, no longer say anything.
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Pour water on a flat surface, and it will flow in different directions. Life is different. Life is a gift, how can you feel sorry for yourself all day? Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk". Singing was interrupted by drinking. People's hearts are not vegetation, how can they have no feelings? If you want to say it, don't say it. Don't say anything more.
5. A thousand years' reputation, ten thousand years' reputation, what's the good? When you die and leave. ?
From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part Two.
Original poem
Li Bai's Two Dreams (Ⅱ)
Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.
I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.
The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.
There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.
When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.
Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.
Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?
Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.
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Clouds fly around all day, so why don't old friends who travel far stay soon? I always dream about you frequently at night, which shows your deep affection for me. When you leave, you are always in a hurry, always talking about how difficult it is to meet each other late. Sailing in the Jianghu is full of dangerous waves. I'm afraid your ship will capsize and sink. He scratched his white hair when he went out, regretting that he had failed his lifelong ambition. The bureaucrats in Kyoto are full of talent, but you look haggard. Who can say that justice does not deceive others, and Lao Ji is innocent? Even if you have a reputation that will last for a long time, it is difficult to make up for being ignored and sad.