From Song and Huang Tingjian's "Water Turning Around"
Yao Cao, He Bi, entered Wulingxi in spring. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream and orioles on the branches. I want to find my way among the flowers, go straight into the depths of white clouds and show my rainbow. I'm afraid that scarlet flowers will wet people's clothes.
Sit on the jade, lean on the jade pillow and brush the gold badge. Where is the fallen fairy? No one to accompany me. I am ganoderma lucidum, not a red face. What is a long whistle? Drunk dancing down the mountain, the bright moon belongs to everyone.
Explanation:
Yao grass is greener, and spring comes in Wuling Creek. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream, and orioles are on the flowers. I tried to find a way out among the flowers, but I went deep into the white clouds, and the top of the rainbow showed my heroism. I'm afraid the dew deep in the flowers will wet my clothes.
Sitting on the jade, leaning on the jade pillow, holding a gold badge. Where are the relegated immortals? No one will drink snail cups with me. I'm looking for ganoderma lucidum and grass, not for the sake of superficial prosperity, but for the sake of something. Drunk dancing down the mountain, the moon seems to be driving me home.
2, long hate this body is not me, when to forget the camp.
From Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy Drinking Dongpo at Night" to Song Dynasty's "Awakening from Dream".
I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. ?
The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.
Explanation:
Drink in Dongpo at night, get drunk and sober up. When I came back, it seemed to be midnight. The male servant at home has fallen asleep and snored like thunder. Repeated knocking at the door didn't respond, so I had to lean against the stick and listen to the roar of the river running alone.
Long hate in official career, this body is not my own. When can I forget the fame and fortune? Taking advantage of the dead of night and calm, I took a boat and disappeared, traveling all over the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life.
May heaven and earth enjoy themselves, tonight every year.
Quoted from Liu Yong's "Erlang Shen Yan Guang Xie" in Song Dynasty.
Thanks. After sunset and rain, the fragrant dust is lightly sprinkled. At first glance, the cold wind is clear, the sky is as cold as water, and the jade hook is hanging far away. It should be that Xing 'e has been holding back for a long time, catching up with the old appointment and rushing to drive. Looking around, the darkness in Wei Yun makes the galaxy diarrhea. ?
Elegant. You know, this scene is priceless at all times. Lucky thinking, threading needles upstairs, lifting powder, clouds. Where Chai Jin whispers, who is in the shadow of the monastery? May heaven and earth enjoy themselves, every year tonight.
Explanation:
The summer heat subsided, and the dust was swept away after a yellow rain. When the dew just formed, the cold wind cleared the courtyard. The blue sky is like water, and a crescent moon hangs in the distant sky. Maybe the weaver girl left her husband for a long time, and with a sigh, she flew over the Milky Way on a fast wind wheel to make an appointment. Looking around, the high night sky is full of colorful clouds floating across the Milky Way. The bright galaxy hangs high.
Quiet night sky. You know, this kind of situation can't be bought by any money. The girls in the boudoir looked at the moon in the moonlight and asked Weaver for tips. The powder is rising and the clouds are drooping. Guess who is in the shadow of the cloister, exchanging tokens and whispering. May heaven and earth be happy every year.
May the moon be round forever, but don't be short for a while.
Drunk and Lonely —— Preview Evonne's "Longmen Mourning Festival" in Song Dynasty.
Speech choked. Look at the lights and remember the year. The line refers to the moon, and the line says. May the moon be full forever, but not short. ?
This year, China market lights went on sale. Good lighting wins people's hearts. I dare not make it clear in front of people. Can't bear to look up, ashamed to see the old moon.
Explanation:
It's time to watch the lights again. I am so sad. I didn't see anyone last year. I am speechless. I remember when we watched the lights and enjoyed the moon together, we often pointed out the moon and often talked about it. I hope the moon will always be round, and there is no shortage of time. The moon is always round, which is a good wish of people.
However, this time of year, the full moon is not round. Gorgeous blocks with bright lights. The beautiful lights are dazzling, but at this time, I no longer have the old mood. Can't bear to look up, can't bear to see the old moon.
5. I can start a temporary business, but I have nothing to ask.
From the Tang Dynasty Han Yu's Dongting Lake blocked the wind and became Zhang Shiyi's department, moving from Yangshan to Jiangling.
10 The cold front is magnificent and the north wind blows hard. On this vast lake shore, you and I tied the boat together. ?
At this time, the fog and rain darkened, and the lake was like a pair of throwing storms. The dogs around the boat barked, and the food on the boat was nowhere to be found. ?
Even if you want to move, you can't succeed. The risk is like being blocked by a mountain. Now chatting can dispel hunger, and the dream of life is coming. ?
Men and women are shouting, and some people are crying because of hunger. If the attraction of the north is not so attractive, how can I keep this sad place? ?
But looking at the clouds outside the sky, the cold light is leisurely. If it can stop raining now and see sunny days, this is my highest prayer.
Explanation:
10, the cold front is extremely grand, and the north wind keeps blowing. On the banks of the vast Dongting Lake, you and I are tied by boats. At this time, fog and rain are falling, and the waves on the lake are like a pair of lenses. The chickens and dogs around the boat can't bark, and the food on your boat and mine is nowhere to be found. You can't move if you want to. The danger seems to be blocked by the hill.
Although speaking now can dispel hunger, my lifelong dreams are groundless. Men and women around are making noise, and some are crying and chirping because of hunger. I think, if it weren't for the attraction of returning to the north, how could I stay here and endure sadness? But looking at the sky outside the clouds, the cold light is comfortable. If it can temporarily stop raining and see sunny days, this is my supreme prayer.