(2) Cai Yong (Yong hugs): Uncle Zi. Writers and calligraphers in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The poem "Quiet Love Poetry" has been lost.
(3) Inspection: beam inspection and convergence. Escape: words of passion. This means debauchery. Zong: Ben, take ... as a Sect. Laibo: It doesn't matter.
(4) Swing: indulgence. Thinking: refers to conception and imagination.
(5) Idleness: it is still "leisurely and elegant", calm and generous.
(6) Suppression: containment and suppression. Party: debauchery.
(7) trust: expectation. Irony: Euphemism and admonition.
(8) composition (zhuì drop) text: composition. Affix: Affix.
(9) Yi Yi generation: repeated generations. Continued: He Note: "Emotion began in Chu and Song Yu, followed by, and Berger in Han Dynasty. But the poems written by Lin and Ruanli and the poems written by RoyceWong should be called Zheng Qing Fu, Jing Si Fu written by Cao Zhi and Yong Huai Fu written by Jin Zhanghua. This time, Jingjie is also called "Continue to make works, because it is in contact with others, so it involves a wide range." (Collection of Tao Jing Festivals, Volume 5)
(10) moving class: moving similar things, moving.
(1 1) in a broad sense: it is expanded and developed from both language and content.
(12) Lv Yuan: Tian She. Lu: The Gate of Lane.
(13) Chinese dyeing: dip the ink with a brush. Pro: Write this article.
(14) Miao Wen: Cai Wen, talented person.
(15) Ordinary: Ordinary, that is, probably, hope. Paradox: violation.
(16) Fu: Words are meaningless. Xuan (Gu ρ Gui) Yi: Xian Zi is outstanding in appearance. Rose: Wonderful and precious. Yi:. Ling: Beautiful, great. Outstanding: The world is unprecedented. Xiuqun: Outstanding.
(17) table: appearance, appearance. Qingcheng: All the people in a city are fascinated by it. Describe a woman's beautiful appearance. "Biography of Han Xiao Wu Li Fu Ren" records: "There are peerless and independent beauties in the north. Take care of the city first, then take care of the country. " Period: hope, pursuit. Virtue is better than rumors: spread good character.
(18) Pei: Wear it. Mingyu: Yu Pei, worn by the ancients, makes a crisp and pleasant sound when walking, which is called "Mingyu". Qi: parallel, equal (intertextual with the previous "match").
(19) Ignorance: contempt, contempt. Within the secular: within the secular. Denial: embrace, possess. Yazhi: the ambition to be refined and refined.
(20) Dawn: the sunshine in the morning. Yi: People get old easily. Chang Qin: Long-term sorrow is full of troubles and pains. "Southbound Song": "Only the heavens and the earth are infinite, and the mourning for life is long."
(2 1) Same: Same, same. End: the end of life. Centennial: refers to a lifetime. Yin: A lot.
(22) ten thousand (qiān thousand): lift and pull. Zhu Wei: The red curtain. Pam: It means to play here. Green: the sound of the clear moon. A plucked instrument, which looks like a guqin, usually has 25 strings.
(23) Send: Xu Xiasheng. Finger: Soft fingers. Yu Hao: It's wonderful. The sound of fingers is endless. Yelling: Yes. Cao Zhi's Beauty: "When you are busy with sleeves, you will see your hands and make a gold ring on your wrist." Colorful: refers to the way the sleeves are fluttering, and the beauty is colorful.
(24) Blinking: eyes turn. Diarrhea (Mim4n exemption): roll your eyes; The way you squint. Laugh without distinguishing: it is difficult to distinguish between laughing and not laughing. It means always smiling. Song Yu's Goddess Fu: "If it is contained, it is indistinguishable."
(25) Scene: daylight. Zhang Zai's poem "Seven Sorrow": "Zhu Guangchi went north, and the scenery was floating in the west." Xuan: Window.
(26) Sadness quotient: Sadness of autumn wind. Quotient is one of the five tones. The ancients matched the four seasons with signs, horns, business and feathers. "The Book of Rites and the Moon Order": "Autumn dreams of the moon, happy business." Knock on the forest: blow on the trees.
(27) Look (Didi): Squint, hope. Tianlu: God. Notes in the Biography of the Three Kingdoms, Wei Zhi Chen Si Wang Zhi: "Chi often sings a song for Sese, saying,' I call myself the end of the sky, and suddenly I feel sad. Biography of Shu Xi in the Book of Jin: "Trapped in Kanjing, not swimming in the sky." Government promotion: bow your head and slap.
(28) Artifact: expression and expression. Charming: graceful and lovely. Xiang Yan: Peaceful and wonderful.
(29): Stimulation refers to playing. Knee joint: knees together. Talk: talk.
(30) Vow: Make a vow of love. Swearing: Offending etiquette. "qiān Qian": same as "Hao". Fault.
(3 1) speech: matchmaking. Me first: before me. Legend has it that Di Ku Goshin's family used Phoenix as a medium to deliver gifts and married Judy. Qu Yuan's Lisao: "Phoenix is in high spirits in front of me."
(32) Confusion: doubt and fear. Wang Jiachuan's Hanshu: "The road is noisy and the ministers are puzzled." Mi (mǐ m) Ning: uneasy, uneasy. A moment, a moment. Nine strokes: repeated changes. Nine means more.
(33) Flower Head: A beautiful head. Yu Fang: The scent.
(34) Lapel: Lapel, silk clothes. Night walk: it means taking off your clothes at night. Weiyang: unfinished, refers to the long autumn night.
(35) Dress (chàng long): clothes for the lower half, that is, skirts. Book of Songs Li Feng Green Clothes: "Huang Shang in Green Clothes." Mao Legend: "Dress up, dress up." Belt: nepotism. Gentle and graceful (yi m: o ti m: o): beautiful appearance. Slim figure: Slim figure. This refers to a thin waist.
(36) hey: sigh. Cold and warm: cold and warm. Different qi: different qi and climate. Take off your old clothes. Get new clothes: put on new clothes. W: Yes.
(37) Ze: cream, which means hair cream. Hyun Bin: Black hair. Sloppy shoulders: drooping shoulders. In ancient times, women's shoulders were cut for beauty. Cao Zhi's Ode to the Goddess of Luo: "If the shoulders are cut into pieces, the waist is as plain as grass."
(38) Repeated bathing: Wash your hair frequently. Dry frying: dry.
(39) Dai (Dai I): blue-black pigment. Ancient women used it to thrush. Leisure: raising leisure.
(40) Still fresh: pay attention to bright colors. Take away: be destroyed. Be covered or erased. Hua makeup: Hua Yan's dress.
(4 1) Wu (guān Pass): Plant name, common name is green onion and mat grass. Also refers to mats made of weeds. "The Book of Songs Xiaoya Four Drives": "Going down to the weeds and going up to the raft is the sleep of Ansi." Weak: weak. Sanqiu: Autumn. Autumn is three months, so it is called.
(42) Wen Yin: It originally refers to the tiger skin cushion in the car. "The Book of Songs Qin Feng Xiaorong": "Wen Yin is long." This refers to a patterned leather mattress. Daiyu: Substitution, substitution. Royal: Use it. Years: one year later. Seek what you see: being needed is being used.
(43) shoes (Lu): shoes. Attachment: attachment. Flat feet: white feet. Turn: Turn around and move.
(44) Stop: Stop and go. Knot: There is a certain limit to the degree of bondage. Abandon: abandon, abandon.
(45) different: different from, not together, that is, separate.
(46) jade capacity: the appearance of jade. Describe beauty. Lu Ji's Imitation of Ancient Poetry: "Who can care about jade capacity? The whole city flashes." The twelfth of nineteen ancient poems: "Yan and Zhao are beautiful, and Yan Ruyu is beautiful." Ying Ying: The pillar in front of the hall. This refers to the place where candles are put.
(47) Fusang: It is said that the rising sun is the sun here. Dawn: Stretch and shine. Me: Suddenly. Scene: The same as "shadow" refers to candle shadow. Dim light: refers to the candle going out.
(48) Bitter wind (biāo standard): cool wind. Soft grip: Hold with soft hands.
(49) Morning Zero: Landing in the morning. C: Think about it. Myanmar: It's far away.
(50) quit: stop.
(5 1) test: consider, consider. Go against one's will. Title deed: the original version is called "width", and all versions are called "title deed". Now it is changed from the latter. Cheech: Sad expression. "The Book of Songs Xiaoya Dadong": "The deeds are sighing, and I am afraid of people."
(52) Hug: Hug, full. L: sad. The Book of Songs Gao Yanfeng Yan: "It really hurts me." No complaint: nowhere to tell. W: No. Tolerance: the appearance of wandering.
(53) Habitat: Living and staying. Mulan: Plant name. Qu Yuan's Lisao: "Drinking Mulan Dew in the morning and eating Qiuju in the evening are not beautiful." Legacy: hanging dew, residual dew. Yi: stop or cover up.
(54) tāng if: same as "if", between conjectures, if. Good: Wandering. (Enemy): See you later, see you later. Intersection: interaction, interweaving. Fear: joy and fear. Midrib: inside.
(55) Yi (yuān wronged): worry. "The Book of Songs Chen Fengze North": "Nothing, the center lingers."
(56) Convergence: Convergence and promotion. The front of the dress. Go back: Go back the same way. Sigh: sigh.
(57) Just lean: I am still breathing, I can't breathe. "Mourning for Time in the Songs of the South": "However, it is not up to you to be hidden and sympathetic. It all depends on it. " Fun: Follow the trend and go forward bravely. Pathetic: a dull look. Express your worries. ("The Book of Songs, Xiaoya, the First Month") "Worry is sad, and thinking is empty." Unfortunately (I'm ρn today) Yan: His face is cold and solemn.
Thank you: the sound of fallen leaves. Peel: Leave branches. Sad: cold. The Book of Songs Zheng Feng Storm: "The storm is sad." Just: close, close.
(59) The negative shadow of the sun: The sun carries its light and shadow. Together: disappear together. Mei Jing: Bright and lovely light and shadow.
(60) Mourning sound: a cry of sadness. Thoreau: Looking for a partner.
(6 1) mourning: mourning. That year: in the right year, it means prime of life. Twilight: Twilight. Qu Yuan's Lisao: "Only the grass and trees are scattered, and the beauty is afraid of dying." Dan): OK.
(62) nightmare: nightmare. One: refers to beauty. Y áo shake: In a trance.
(63) by boat: by boat. Water drops (photo by Zhao): rowing equipment. Fate: Climbing. There is nothing to climb: there is nothing to climb.
(64) Bi Hechang (Amao): The names of two stars. Here stands for the stars. English: I'm full. Xuan: Windows.
(65) (embarrassing Ji not ng): So far, I am "worried", describing that my heart can't be calm. Wandering: it means that all kinds of thoughts are wandering in my heart.
(66) Photography belt: The belt refers to dressing. Night watchman: Wait for the morning. Dull footsteps: white footsteps.
(67) Flute sound travels far: Flute sound is melodious and travels far. Clear sorrow: clear sorrow.
(68) Miaomi: Wonderful and delicate. Leisure and peace: leisure and peace. Sparse and bright: the same as "loud and bright", describing the sound louder and higher. Xiang embroidery "thinking about the old sequence": "There are flute players nearby, and their voices are loud and clear." Hide and destroy: the same as "destroy and hide", extremely sad. "Ancient Poetry as Jiao Zhongqing's Wife": "The first two or three miles will destroy kurama's sorrow."
(69) meaning: the word of speculation. Fu (Fu) Man: That man. It refers to the woman you admire. Here: Here it is. Send my heart to the clouds: send my thoughts to the clouds. Chu Ci Si Ren Mei: "If you want to send a message, you will not send it when you are prosperous."
Ran Yan: I'm still alive. Describe the gradual passage of time. Just: right away.
(7 1) Diligence: Think hard. Diligence: sorrow. "Seven Commandments of Self-pity in Songs of the South": "If you are worried, who will sue you!" Block a mountain: To be blocked by a mountain. Take the river for example: the original version was "Dead Water River", all versions were "belts", and now it comes from the latter. Take the river for example: the river is like a long belt, blocking the way.
(72) Get rid of (qū drive) fatigue: eliminate anxiety and fatigue. Very weak determination to return to the waves: distractions flow eastward. Weak ambition: cowardice refers to distractions. Gui Bo: Currently heading for the East China Sea.
(73) especially: strange, strange. Creep: refers to the article "Wild Creep" in The Book of Songs Zheng Feng. "Preface to Poetry" said that this poem was written about "men and women lost their time and thought unexpectedly", and men and women met privately by chance in the field. In feudal society, such behavior was considered impolite. Shaonan refers to a group of poems named Zhao Nan in The Book of Songs, which is one of the styles of the Records of the Fifteen Kingdoms. "Preface to Poetry" said: "Nan Zhou and Zhao Nan are the correct beginning and the foundation of Wang Hua." The description of love between men and women is considered to be in line with feudal ethics. Yu Ge: I am a servant.
(74) consideration: showing complex feelings. Honesty: Keep a sincere heart. Rest (gas): rest, stop. Long-distance love: refers to galloping dissolute thoughts. A land eight miles away: still a barren land. Very far in all directions. foreword
When Zhang Heng wrote Ode to Love, Cai Yong wrote Ode to Quiet Love. They abandoned flowery rhetoric and advocated indifferent state of mind. At the beginning of the article, their thoughts were scattered (in the field of fame and fortune), and finally, they all came to the mood of self-control. This not only helps to satirize the current disadvantages, but also helps to persuade the monarch to restrain those improper thoughts that flow in evil or fall into meanness. The refined literati who wrote Ci inherited and carried forward this kind of prose from generation to generation, and (often) extended it from some similarities to others, extending the original meaning of Ci to a broader situation. Living in a deep garden in the lane on weekdays, I have more leisure, so I mentioned pen and ink to make this feeling; Although literary talent may not be more refined than that of predecessors, it probably will not distort the writer's original intention.
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(ah! How magnificent and elegant her charm is, she is unique and beautiful. Her beauty can be described as stunning and stunning, and the rumors about her virtue are even more fascinating. Only noisy Yu Pei can match her purity, and only noble orchids can be more fragrant with her. (So I) diluted the tenderness in the secular world and sent the elegant feelings to the clouds. Sigh (time flies) that dawn is late again, how not to make people deeply feel the hardships of life; It will also end in a hundred years. Why is the joy of life so rare, but the sadness is always constant? At that time, she opened the red curtain, sat in the middle, and played the pan-guqin, rejuvenating. Long fingers brushed the good news on the piano, and white wrists danced up and down (which fascinated me). Look around, eyes flow, and sometimes smile without distracting you from playing music. Halfway through the music, the red sun slowly sank into the west wing. The slightly sad music of Shanggong echoed in the forest for a long time, and the clouds in the mountains were filled with white smoke. Sometimes she looks up at the sky, and sometimes she bows her head to urge the strings in her hand to make rapid music. She looks so charming and behaves so serenely and gently.
The music played by (her) in the clear moon moved me, and I longed to sit on my knee and have a heart-to-heart conversation with her. I want to go in person and make a pledge of eternal love with her, but I'm afraid I'll be scolded for being rude, and I want to ask Jade Bird to take a message for me, and I'm afraid I'll be beaten by others. I lost my mind for countless times in an instant: I would like to be the lapel of her coat and bear the fragrance from her beautiful face, but unfortunately the satin lapel will be taken off by her at night, only complaining that the autumn night is long and the sky is not white! I want to turn into a belt on her coat to tie her slender waist. Alas, the weather is different from hot and cold, and we have to take off the old belt and put on a new one! May it turn into oil in her hair, moisten her black sideburns and let them hang over her shoulders. Poor beauty has to fry in boiling water every time she takes a shower! I would like to make makeup on her beautiful eyebrows, and she looks at it from a distance and shows off. Sadly, the powder is good only when it is painted at first, and it will be destroyed when it is torn down! I would like to be a cushion on her sofa, making her weak body weaker than in Sanqiu. If you hate it (it's cold on the first day), use embroidered brocade instead of summer sleeping mat, and use it after a long time! I would like to make a silk thread as her sole shoes, walking around with slender feet. Alas, I have to leave it in front of the bed (when I sleep)! I hope to be her shadow during the day and follow her everywhere, so pitiful that I disappear in the shade, and the situation will be different in a short while! May it become a candlelight in the dark, and under the front beam of the hall, her jade face shines. Alas, work at sunrise, rest at sunset, put out the candle and hide the light! I would like to turn it into a bamboo branch and make it a fan in her hand. I can fan out a slight cool breeze in her ying ying grip, but it will be cold sooner or later after a thousand years (so I don't need a fan), so I can only look at the beautiful woman's sleeve from a distance (sigh)! I wish I could become a paulownia tree and a violin on her lap. Alas, once I am happy and sad, it will eventually push me aside and stop decadent music!
I can't get what I want, but my kindness is in vain. I was trapped by love, but no one spoke to me, and slowly strolled into the southern Woods. Living on the edge of Mulan with dew, feeling the coolness under the shade of pines. If you were here (with the right person), how would surprise and fear intersect in your heart? Moreover, the Woods are empty and lonely, and I can't see anything. I can only think about it alone, in vain. I went back to tidy my clothes, and when I looked up and saw the sun setting, I couldn't help sighing. Stop and go all the way, the scenery in the forest is terrible. Leaves can't stop falling from branches, and the weather in the forest is sad. The red sun sank into the horizon with its (last) shadow, and the bright moon formed another beautiful scenery in the clouds. The nightingale came back alone with a piercing cry, but the courting beast hasn't come back yet. On my deathbed, I deeply lament that the present (beautiful) situation will end in an instant. Recalling the scene in the dream at night, I want to re-enter the dream, but I can't concentrate, just like a boatman who lost his paddle and a climber who has nowhere to climb. At this moment, Beyonce's second night's starlight shines in the porch, and the north wind outside makes a harsh sound. She is more awake and can't sleep anymore. All her thoughts are spinning in her head. (So) I got up and dressed and waited for dawn. The thick frost on the stone steps in front of my house was crystal clear. The chicken (from Chen Si) also folded its wings (perched) and didn't crow. The flute sounded clear and melancholy in the distance: at first, the rhythm was ok, leisurely and peaceful, and at last it was lonely and clear, with a decadent voice. Under such circumstances, I miss beautiful women and ask the clouds in the sky to pin my heart on me. Clouds flow quickly in silence, and time flies. In vain, I miss my sadness alone, and it is always mountains and rivers that stand in my way. Standing in the wind, I hope the breeze can sweep away my fatigue, and pin my meager wish on the flood of light waves-(I hope to meet you) like "creeping grass" reciting the lingering wind in Long song, which has never been cut off since the Book of Songs. (and this can't be done after all) (or) let go of thousands of worries and only be sincere, so that the mood can rest and linger outside the vast wilderness. Her charm is magnificent and elegant, and her appearance is unparalleled. There are both beautiful and legendary virtues. Only orchids can match her fragrance, and only jewels can match her purity. And she will be indifferent to the hustle and bustle of the world and entrust her leisure to the lofty and leisurely white clouds. I lament that the morning sun has set, and I think life for many years is hard: why is my joy missing and my sadness full in the same century of life? I saw her open the curtains and sit in a chair, intoxicated by the wonderful piano sound. Delicate fingers and snow-white wrists are full of music, which is wonderful. Eyes wandering, smiling words, difficult to distinguish. Halfway through the music, the afterglow spilled into the west window. Sorrow knocks on the forest, and white clouds float gently on the hillside. She looked up at the sky, then lowered her head and dialed the emergency piano. Charming manners, serene movements. The melody has become crisp and moving, and I hope to have a long talk with her. If you go in person, make a vow of eternal love with her, but you are afraid of the complicated etiquette. If I let Phoenix convey my love, I am afraid that others will get ahead of me. The heart is full of uncertainty, and soon it turns in an instant:
Thinking about the facts must be counterproductive. I can only have a painful state of mind, but no one talks about it, and I can't help wandering in the depths of the jungle. Sometimes I drink the dew of Mulan, and sometimes I walk into the shade of pine trees. I feel excited and suspicious at the thought that I will meet her while walking. There was silence all around, and I was anxious and desperate to find it. I had to pack my bags and go back, looking up at the sunset and sighing. The pace is messy and seems to have forgotten the route; The pale face has covered his face. Yellow leaves rustle and leave the branches; The cold wind is rustling, and the jade blows the jade cold. The red sun dragged a long shadow and disappeared into the ground; The bright moon shed white light and rose to the clouds. Birds cry, so they return alone, unaccompanied; Animals make love, but they don't return home. I lament that my prime of life is near dusk, and I wish that this year would never come back. My thoughts and dreams are all her. My mind is like a small wooden boat without oars, as uneasy as a climber with nowhere to climb. The cold wind roared and the stars filled the windows. Difficult to sleep, missing my heart; Get up, get out of bed, and wait for dawn in front of the door. Before the cock breaks dawn, the steps are covered with frost The flute in the distance is clear and sad. It was beautiful and harmonious at first, but suddenly it was sad and bright. There she is! I pinned my thoughts on the idle clouds, which drifted away quietly and were pinned on the fleeting time. I can only think hard by myself, which makes me melancholy. Finally, I drift with the tide and am blocked by mountains. Forget it, let the breeze sweep away the fatigue and let the waves sweep away the sadness. Blame "creeping grass" and sing "South Call". Let sincerity eliminate distractions and let acacia spread everywhere.