Frosty night,
Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,
The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
People come and go on the river,
But I like perch beauty.
Look at a boat,
In the storm.
The cold water froze,
Come back from fishing.
Although there is no carp in the new wine,
But I'm glad the window is not empty.
I walked to the depths of reed flowers,
Xiguangshan is sunny in the evening.
Fishermen greet each other by opening accounts.
The children scrambled to see the dog barking.
Old fisherman
Su Shi
Fisherman drinks, whoever goes, fish and crab each pay for a while. Don't drink wine for a long time, no matter how much it costs.
The fisherman was drunk, but he found his way home when he was drunk. When he woke up, he didn't know where to go.
When the fisherman woke up, it was spring afternoon and his dream was shattered.
The fisherman smiled and lifted his seagull gently. It was a lonely river. Riding by the river is an official. Lend me a boat to cross the south.
Old fisherman
Yu Li
The waves are full of snow and the peaches and plums are silent. How many people in the world have a pot of wine and a pole?
A spring breeze, a leaf boat, a cocoon and a light hook. Flowers are everywhere, wine is everywhere, and you are free in the waves.
Good things happened near the fisherman's words.
Zhu Dunru
Shake the world of mortals first, and it is even more inappropriate to wake up drunk. I am used to wearing frost and snow at work. When you came late, the wind let go of the fishing line, and there were new moons up and down. Thousands of miles of water and sky are the same color, and you can see loneliness and glory.
He Zhi and Yu Ge
Zhang Songling
Happiness is a storm, fishing is leisure,
The pine path in the thatched cottage won the climb.
Taihu Lake, Dongting Mountain,
The wind is blowing, and it must be blown back.
Old fisherman
Nalanxingde
Autumn wind is better than lotus. People are foggy and blown into reeds.
Queqiaoxian
Lu you
A romantic day, a misty rain, my family lives in the west of Diaoyutai. Selling fish is afraid of approaching the city gate, but how can it go deep into the world of mortals?
Tide is physiological, the tide is firm and the tide is gone. When people mistake Yan Guang for Yan Guang, I am an unknown fisherman.
old fisherman
liu zongyuan
An old fisherman spent the night here, burning bamboo under the west cliff, Xiao Ji, Qing Xiang.
At sunrise, it vanished and disappeared. Alas, it's a green landscape.
I turned around and saw the waves moving like from the sky, and the clouds on the cliff drifted carelessly one after another.
2. Poems describing fishermen: fishermen on the river
fan zhongyan
People come and go on the river,
But I like the beauty of perch.
Look at a boat,
In and out of the storm.
Lanxi bangge
Don? Dai Shulun
The cool moon hangs like an eyebrow in Liuwan,
The more you look in the Zhongshan mirror.
Three days of peach blossom rain in Lanxi,
Carps come to the beach at midnight.
Yedao fisherman
Ji Zhang
Fishermen are at the estuary, and the tide flows into Chai Fei.
The traveler wanted to stay, but the host didn't come back.
Shenzhu village is far away, and there are few fishing boats on the moon.
Looking for the beach in the distance, the grass clothes in the spring breeze.
Poems related to fishermen's life;
A few fishing flutes sounded and the wind blew the reeds.
Come to the lost place again and ask the fishing boat under the flowers.
Terraces are empty, and forests and valleys stop fishing.
People throw fire on the shore and fish smoke in the pool.
Put out the candles on the pillow and catch the breath of fishing at night.
The old house was used for chopping wood and fishing, and Artemisia capillaris has disappeared.
Wax sounds shock clouds and dreams, and fishing songs shock Chu ci.
Tigers crouched in the dust, and fishing songs swam along the coast.
How many things have happened in ancient and modern times? Fishermen sing at night.
Destroy the shadow and fish from the fishing.
The fisherman's children can't avoid seeing Lang Jiao.
When the moon is dark and windy, the fishing lamp is high, and the firefly is lonely.
White-haired fishermen and firewood are used to watching autumn moon and spring breeze.
In the morning, alleys and paths cleared the petals for him, and at dusk, fishermen and farmers brought him their goods.
My brother is still fishing and hunting in the neighboring village, and he cries a few lines in a book.
The fish is satisfied and the wood is smiling.
An old fisherman spent the night here, burning bamboo under the west cliff, Xiao Ji, Qing Xiang.
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep.
Don't send flowers to fly with the running water, for fear that a fisherman will visit.
The faint flying bridge is separated by wild smoke, and the west bank of Shijie asks the fishing boat.
Where is the surging fisherman's wave, drums and drum songs are different.
3. The poem about fishing is 1, and the poem about fishing is "a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow".
original text
Xue Jiang
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Step 2 take notes
Absolutely: no, no.
Wan Jing: Virtual refers to thousands of ways.
Footprints of people.
Loneliness: loneliness.
Basket: Bi Yi, Dai Li: Bamboo hat. ("gun", ancient clothes used for rain protection; "Dai", a hat used in ancient times to prevent rain. )
One person: One person.
3. Translation
Birds and mountains are all extinct; All the roads, no sign of anyone.
Alone on the river, fisherman Dai Li; Fishing alone is not afraid of ice and snow.
4. Brief analysis
In this poem, everything is snowy, the mountains are snowy, the roads are snowy, and "Qian Shan" and "Wanjing" are snowy, making birds fly away and people disappear. Even the awning and fisherman's hat are covered with snow. But the author did not explicitly associate these scenes with "snow". On the contrary, in this painting, there is only Jiang and only Rulu. Of course, the river will not store snow, and it will not be covered by snow. Even if it falls into the river, it will immediately become water. However, the author only used the word "cold river snow" to connect the two farthest images, giving people a vague, distant and narrow feeling and forming a long-distance lens. This makes the main object described in the poem more concentrated, dexterous and prominent. Because even the river seems to be covered with snow, even the places where there is no snow are covered with snow, which completely describes the dense and thick snow and completely sets off the atmosphere of water and sky. As for the word "cold" used above, it is of course to point out the climate; But the poet's subjective intention is to write the fisherman's spiritual world quietly. Imagine, in such a cold and quiet environment, the old fisherman is not afraid of the cold and the snow, forgetting everything and devoting himself to fishing. Although his body is lonely, his personality is lofty and aloof, even a little awe-inspiring. This illuminated and beautified image of the fisherman is actually the sustenance and portrayal of Liu Zongyuan's own thoughts and feelings. It can be seen that the word "Hanjiangxue" is the "finishing touch", which organically links the front and back parts of the whole poem, not only forming a concise and general picture, but also shaping a complete and prominent image of the fisherman.
The poem about fish is 1. If it works, why quit? You would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy.
2. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms flow, and mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
3. Narcissus wants to go to carp, and hibiscus cries more than one night.
Lin Dajin is a thing in the pool, just like the wind and cloud will turn into dragons.
5. The square pool is like a mirror, and koi fish swims in the waves. Just look at the three spring smoke and water heating, and you can see the dragon in one leap.
6, according to the warm red day to see the fish, even the village night is blue and black, and the yellow children gather.
7. Drink Changsha water and eat Wuchang fish. Across the Yangtze River, you can see the endless sky.
8. The swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water. This feeling is hard to send out.
9. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up.
10, phoenix flute, jade pot light, fish dragon dance all night.
1 1, Hongyan flew too long and the ichthyosaur dived into the water.
12, the eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost are free.
13, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for birds to fly.
14, there are hundreds of fish in the pond, and they are all swimming in the air.
15. When Biepu carp arrives, Brocade is full of hate. Begonia bloomed last year. You should also get thinner with the points, and endure tears to find the residual red.
16, drizzle fish out, breeze swallows slanting.
17, the perch is beautiful, and it is empty to wear the southern crown to learn from Chu prisoners.
18, people come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of perch.
19, fish hits lotus leaf, fish hits lotus leaf east, fish hits lotus leaf west, fish hits lotus leaf south, and fish hits lotus leaf north.
20. Injured in Wuxi one winter night, herring fell into the snow.
5. The fisherman's poem "The Fisherman"
(Tang) Jong Li
I walked to the depths of reed flowers,
Xiguangshan is sunny in the evening.
Fishermen greet each other by opening accounts.
The children scrambled to see the dog barking.
Four fisherman's poems
Su Shi
Fisherman drinks, whoever goes, fish and crab each pay for a while. Don't drink wine for a long time, no matter how much it costs.
The fisherman was drunk, but he found his way home when he was drunk. When he woke up, he didn't know where to go.
When the fisherman woke up, it was spring afternoon and his dream was shattered.
The fisherman smiled and lifted his seagull gently. It was a lonely river. Riding by the river is an official. Lend me a boat to cross the south.
6. Poems about fishing boats at sea When my boat was moored in the fog, the sun dimmed and old memories began.
Meng Haoran's "Sleeping at night by Jiande River" can't stop the apes on both sides of the strait, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. Li Bai's "The Beginning of Bai Di City" has green hills on both sides, and solitary sails are coming.
In Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain, the spring water is brighter than the sky, drawing a boat and listening to the rain. Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man" leaves a boat, disturbing the wind and rain.
Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river, one day I will ride the wind and waves and sail straight up across the deep sea. Li Bai's it is hard to go has a solitary sail and a blue sky, but only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Spring tide brought rain late, and no one crossed the boat in the wild. Wei's Looking at Chuzhou Xixi is a canoe, dreaming of Furong Pu.
Zhou Bangyan's "Su Lian", the east ship is quiet, and the west ship is quiet. We see the white autumn moon entering the river. Bai Juyi's Pipa Tour.
7. Literal translation of poems about visiting friends:
The situation is mutually causal, and there is no better explanation in principle.
Source: The situation lies in the cause, and the reason is not biased. Both sects are stealing, so they should mediate and help each other. Being together is beautiful, being apart is very hurt. Reading Notes on Wei Cao Tang Qing Ji Yun
Reference:
(original)
Yidu Li's words are embarrassing, and Mr. Akitani travels south to Japan and borrows a pavilion. I put my pillow behind me all night, trying to write a poem. While I was meditating, I heard someone outside the window say, is Gong still sleeping? Clear words and beautiful sentences have been fascinating for more than ten years. Fortunately, I stayed in this room and eavesdropped on the introduction. Although it has been several months, I still hate not asking questions, worrying or leaving in a hurry, and I am sorry for my life. Therefore, I will not hesitate to listen to that talk through the window. Can you not refuse, sir? Qiu Gu asked who you were, saying, His hall is deep, and he closes his door at night and doesn't communicate with people. My husband's mind is cold and cheerless, and I don't have to ask for it. Asked why he didn't come into the house to see him, he said, your husband is mentally weak, and your servant is tired of writing, but you want to be intimate. Why do you want to stay in the skeleton? Qiugu has a deep sense of six meanings because of its favorable weather, favorable place and harmonious people. If it is a few nights, I occasionally pick up a drunken scene and ask: Listen to your argument, it is not a god, a fairy, a ghost or a fox. Is it a woodsman in the mountains who interprets poetry? Words are silent. Peeking into the gap, the moon is hazy and there is a shadow, and it is swept away from the pavilion corner. The ancient trees in the garden are towering, and their wood charm is doubtful. When the words are full of clouds, there are eavesdroppers in autumn valley and rhyme, and rhyme refers to Yangshan fisherman's poems, such as famous mountains crossing the water, strange trees and quiet flowers, without an inch of land and artistic particles; Such as carved columns and pavilions, billiards hall is pleasant, and there is no dormitory to shelter from the wind and rain; For example, washing in Yi Ding will be beautiful, but there is no kettle in the cooking stove; For example, if you form a brilliant group, you will have a wonderful opportunity. Without Qiu Ge, you can't resist the cold and heat. Such as dancing clothes and singing fans, twelve golden hairpin, no housewife in food; Such as Liangyuan Jingu, full of guests, but no good friends to advise. Autumn valley extremely applauded. Also known as Ming poetry, a variety of sounds played, stored abroad for fresh; Poetry close to the people became louder and louder, so Mr. Wang saved them by lettering. The situation is based on evidence, the reason is not biased, and the two factions steal from each other, so they should mediate and help each other. Being together is beautiful, being apart is very hurt. Autumn valley is a rather uneven cloud.
Translation:
Mr. Li Ciwen of Yidu said: Mr. Qiu Gu once lived in a garden pavilion of a friend's house during his southern tour. One night, after sleeping, I wanted to write a poem. I'm meditating and thinking about it. I heard someone outside the window say, "Sir, aren't you asleep?" For more than ten years, I have been fascinated by your elegant and beautiful poems. Now I am lucky to meet you in this pavilion. Although I have been eavesdropping on your remarks with your friends for more than a month, I am finally ashamed because I can't ask you questions face to face. I am afraid that if you suddenly leave here and go elsewhere, I will never have a chance to speak freely with you again, which will be a great regret in my life. So now I have no hesitation in being accused of my rudeness. I would like to listen to you through the window like a famous person in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Can you not refuse my request? "
Mr. Akitani asked, "Who are you?"
The man outside the window replied, "This private hall is secluded and a heavy door is closed at night. Nature is by no means a place where people can dive. My husband is cheerful and open-minded, and he will not be afraid because I am different. There is no need to delve into what I am. "
Mr. Akitani asked again, "Then why don't you come in and have a chat?"
The man outside the window replied, "Mr. Wang is smart and elegant, and I am too lazy to be polite and gentle." As long as I can make friends with God, why do I have to be polite and look at my appearance? "
Mr. Akitani talks to it every day and finds that it has a profound understanding of the six meanings. After several days, Mr. Akitani asked unexpectedly in a drunken joke: "Listen to your comments, it doesn't look like a god, a fairy, a ghost or a fox demon." Is it like the poem' Woodenhead explains poetry in the mountains'? " As soon as this was said, the voice outside the window immediately fell silent. Mr. Qiugu looked out through the window, and the crescent moon in the sky shone faintly. A black shadow flew over the eaves of Shuige and disappeared. There are towering old trees in this garden. I wonder if this is really a strange thing transformed from trees.
Li Cimin also said: At that time, when Mr. Akitani was talking with this Yaling, a guest who had visited Mr. Akitani overheard, and Yaling said: "The poems written by the people of Yuyangshan, such as famous mountains, beautiful trees and beautiful flowers, do not have an inch of land to grow grains; Just like the finely crafted railings and winding waterside pavilions, the Chi Yuan Pavilion has pleasant scenery, but there is no solid dormitory to shelter people from the wind and rain; Exquisite antiques such as Yi, Ding, Zhen, etc. are filled with cases in a dazzling array, but there is no cooker for cooking to fill the stomach; Like a splendid fabric, gorgeous as a fairy loom, but there is no warm and thick cloth fur for people to keep out the cold; I like the beauty of dancing clothes, the beauty of fans' clubs and the beauty of twelve golden hairpin, but there is no housewife who can take charge of housework; Just like Jingu Resort in Liangyuan, there are many elegant and interesting guests, but no good friend can say anything useful and suggest. " Mr. Akitani highly appreciates this evaluation.
Jingmei added: "The poems in the late Ming Dynasty were mixed with ordinary feelings, so the people of Yuyangshan saved this atmosphere with fresh poetic style;" The impetuous and empty style of poems written by modern people is increasing day by day. Sir, please use sharp poetic style to reverse it. The general situation is mutually causal, and there is no better statement in principle. Personally, I think the styles and genres of both sides should be harmonious and complementary. It is the combination that is' double beauty' and the separation that is' two injuries'. " Mr. Akitani seems to be unfair to this sentence.