Three feet of snow in Tianshan Mountain, is it a long way?
Spring sticks to autumn grass, and chickens crow in the west pool.
The wind destroys the cold brown ring, and the moon is sad when it enters the frost.
Remember to say goodbye to you, peach moth.
The peach is more than a hundred feet today, and the flowers have withered.
Finally, I can't see it alone, but I know it with tears in my eyes. Yuefu translation and the lack and interpretation of women
Who is the young man on the white horse? He is a soldier who has rendered meritorious service in guarding the city on the border of Longcheng. Tianshan Mountain is freezing now, and the snow is three feet thick. How is this time suitable for long-distance travel? The orchids in spring suddenly withered and turned into autumn grass, and the beauty in the boudoir has reached twilight. In this bleak and lonely late autumn, there is a creaking shuttle sound coming from the edge of Quchi. It was the sound of the wind blowing the cold shuttle, and the moon was accompanied by clear frost, which showed the infinite sadness of women in the boudoir in late autumn. I still remember the year I left my husband, the peach tree planted in front of my door and her Qi Mei. Today, peach trees are 100 feet high. After decades of blooming and falling, many branches have withered. I will never see my husband back again, only sad tears will flow.
An analysis of the old topic of loneliness and Yuefu Zaqu. This poem describes how a woman misses her husband in the boudoir. Li Bai (70 1-762), the word Taibai, was a romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty and was praised as a "poetic immortal" by later generations. My ancestral home is Ji Cheng in Longxi (to be tested), and I was born in Broken Leaf City in the Western Regions. At the age of 4, he moved to Mianzhou City, Jiannan Province with his father. Li Bai has more than 1000 poems, among which Li Taibai Ji has been handed down from generation to generation. He died in 762 at the age of 6 1. Its tomb is in Dangtu, Anhui, and there are memorial halls in Jiangyou, Sichuan and Anlu, Hubei. Lipper
Yellow shirts fly to white horses, and brothels descend every day. East means xi can take a horse, and the dust of the sea gives birth to a stone mountain. The drums sounded in the autumn wind, and the flags on the city walls fluttered slowly in the sun. Teenagers should join the army, get on their horses and run across the border. Good water and mountains are not enough to appreciate, and horseshoes have urged me to return. Ma Tilu, the cock crows in the pale moon, walking lonely through the deserted road. Luo Jin rode lightly on the white jade saddle, and whipped the purple stranger for a wild trip. Shooters should shoot horses, and leaders should catch their leaders. This horse is extraordinary, and the house star is the star. The general just stepped into a BMW with a white jade saddle to fight. After the battle, there was only bleak moonlight on the battlefield. To the west of Maqiao, it is still an ancient Fang Shu. The mountain faces east, and the mountain faces east. Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets. Horses are everywhere, invading the enemy's blood, and the enemy's monarch's head is hanging on a pole. It's like swimming in the garden in the past, and cars are like running water in Ma Rulong. Where we met, there was dark dust following the horse.