Translation and appreciation of the original text of the triple hall of yamen

The mountains and trees are rustling and the wind is blowing, but the two cliff waves are still sad. Once the emperor crowed in a desolate temple, and people who had been depressed for ten years came to the ancient temple. The sea is divided up and down, and the land has no boundaries. It's hard for me to stop the boat. I'm afraid of reading old monuments from moss. ? -Chen Gongyin's "Yamen Yisanchong Temple" in the Qing Dynasty, the trees in the mountains and mountains of Yamen Yisanchong Temple are even more windy, and the waves on the two cliffs are still sad.

Once the emperor crowed in a desolate temple, and people who had been depressed for ten years came to the ancient temple.

The sea is divided up and down, and the land has no boundaries.

It's hard for me to stop the boat. I'm afraid of reading old monuments from moss. ? Chen Gongyin (163 1 ~ 1700), a native of Longshan Township, Shunde County, Guangdong Province (now Shunde District, Foshan City), was born in filial piety, with a name of half peak and a name of Du Luzi later. Son of Chen Bangyan, a famous anti-Qing scholar. Poets in the early Qing Dynasty, together with Qu Dajun and Liang, were called the three outstanding figures in Lingnan. He was also engaged in calligraphy and was called the first official calligrapher in Guangdong in the early Qing Dynasty. There is the Complete Works of Dulutang, with the poem 15 volume and the word 1 volume. Chen gongyin

The blue neon button calls the palace god, and the red dragon jade dog opens the heaven. Pomegranate flowers spread all over the Western Jin Dynasty, and Xiji girl washed flowers and dyed white clouds. Green seal went to invite the godfather, and the horseshoe on the sixth street was ownerless. The air and atmosphere are unclear, and the short clothes and small crowns are all dusty. There are thousands of bells ringing in Jinjiaxiang, and there is no vulgar sound in Yang Xiongqiu's room. I am willing to take Han Ji to recruit book ghosts, and I don't want to hate my bones. -Green Seal, Green Seal and Night Work for Taoist Wu by Li He in the Tang Dynasty

Li He in Tang Dynasty

Read the full text ∨ The blue neon button calls the palace god, and the red dragon jade dog opens the door.

Pomegranate flowers spread all over the Western Jin Dynasty, and Xiji girl washed flowers and dyed white clouds.

Green seal went to invite the godfather, and the horseshoe on the sixth street was ownerless.

The air and atmosphere are unclear, and the short clothes and small crowns are all dusty.

There are thousands of bells ringing in Jinjiaxiang, and there is no vulgar sound in Yang Xiongqiu's room.

I am willing to take Han Ji to recruit book ghosts, and I don't want to hate my bones. ▲ I have more leisure for the county, but I am still less diligent. The county is at ease, there is nothing to worry about. Sail under the bright moon and berth in Huaibei at night. I'm not the only one. My family is with Yan Xi. Three years' salary is enough for food and clothing. Even among servants, there is no coldness and grace. Make fun of the cloud and get closer to the country step by step. My wife is in front of me, and the piano book is on my side. Besides, I don't know. I'm complacent. -Tang Bai Juyi's Return from Yuhang and Stay in Huaikou returned from Yuhang and stayed in Huaikou.

I have more leisure in the county, but my diligence is still less.

The county is at ease, there is nothing to worry about.

Sail under the bright moon and berth in Huaibei at night.

I'm not the only one. My family is with Yan Xi.

Three years' salary is enough for food and clothing.

Even among servants, there is no coldness and grace.

Make fun of the cloud and get closer to the country step by step.

My wife is in front of me, and the piano book is on my side.

Besides, I don't know. I'm complacent. The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems in Qing Dynasty

Great sorrow tilts the day,

A whining whip means the end of the world.

Falling in love is not heartless,

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers.