Autobiography, Sao style, suffering, life, translation of long narrative poems and annotation translation
At the end of Han Dynasty, power was out of control, and Dong Zhuo's autocratic power was chaotic. He wanted to murder the king and seize the throne, and first killed many sages of the Han Dynasty. Then he burned down the palace of Luoyang ancestral temple, forced the court to move westward to Chang 'an, the old capital, and held the young master hostage to expand his power. The domestic vassal alliance launched the division of justice, hoping to * * * against Dong Zhuo. Dong Zhuo's men, Li Jue and Guo Si, sent troops to the Hangu Pass Plain. Their fierce armor shone golden in the sun. People in the plain area are weak and unable to resist the invasion of northern Hu Qiang. Hu Qiang mutinous soldiers trampled crops in the wild, besieged cities, destroyed houses wherever the mutinous soldiers went. They hacked to death, leaving none, and the bones of the dead crossed. A man's head is hanging by the horse, and the robbed woman is tied behind the horse. After a long journey, I have been driving my horse west and straight to Hangu Pass. The road to the west is steep and far, so it is difficult to walk. The plundered man looked back, his eyes were dark and confused, and his liver and spleen had already been hurt like mud. Thousands of people were plundered, and Hu Qiang soldiers did not allow them to live together. If relatives meet by chance, they want to say something but dare not speak. As long as they are a little unhappy, they immediately say, "Don't mention killing prisoners. Just like the blade is free, my generation didn't want you to live. " At this time, who will cherish their lives? What I can't stand most is their abusive words. Sometimes they raise sticks and beat them, even cursing and beating them. During the day, I cried and was forced to walk. At night, I sat there crying helplessly. I want to die, but I want to live without any hope. Jesus Christ. What is our sin? Let us suffer this evil disaster!
The frontier is different from the Central Plains, with vulgar human nature and no moral etiquette. The place where I live is covered with ice and snow for a long time, and the north wind blows regardless of spring and summer. Whenever the north wind rolls up my clothes, the rustle shakes my ears. It will cause me to miss my parents, and such sadness and sigh will not stop in the long run. Whenever a guest comes from other places, I am glad to hear it. I hurried forward to inquire about the news of my hometown, but I was told that it was not a village community. I didn't expect to meet my usual wishes. I'm glad my relatives can come and take me home. It is rare to be lucky enough not to go back, but you can face the farewell of abandoning your son. In nature, mother and son depend on each other, thinking that they will never see each other again after parting. From now on, whether we live or die, we will always live far apart. How can I bear to say goodbye to my son? My son ran up and hugged my neck and asked, "Mom, where are you going?" Someone told me that my mother is leaving, and I can come back and get together after she leaves! Mom, you have always been very kind, very kind. Why have you become so heartless today? I haven't grown up yet, why can't you think about my mood! "Seeing my son pleading like this, my insides are as painful as cracking, and I am in a trance. I cried and touched my son and went back. I hesitated many times when I wanted to leave. At the same time, the companions who plundered me also came to say goodbye to me. They envy and regret that only I can go back, and the crying and crying are heartbreaking. The horse stood there sadly for this, and the sad wheel of the car did not turn. The onlookers twitched and the passers-by were moved to tears.
Walking cut off the reluctant feelings of mother and son, and walked faster and faster every day. The long road was blocked. When will we meet again? My heart ached at the thought of my son born in my belly. When I got home, I found that my family was dead and there was no cousin. The desolation outside the city turned into a mountain forest, and the courtyard and eaves were covered with wormwood and thorns. The bones in front of me can't tell who they are, and they are scattered and buried without cover. When you go out, you can't hear people's voices, only the howl of jackals. A person in front of his own shadow, crying constantly tore his liver and cracked his lungs. Climbing high, looking into the distance, I suddenly feel that my soul is leaving me. Death seems to be the end of life, and people around you are comforting and letting go. I struggled to open my eyes and barely survived. Although I am not dead, what hope is there? I pinned my fate on my remarried husband Dong Si, trying my best to encourage myself and live hard. Since I was displaced, I have become a despicable person, and I am often afraid that my husband will abandon her marriage. Think about how much time life can have, year after year of sadness.
Cai Yan said that he was "knowledgeable, eloquent, but also better at temperament" when he appreciated the Biography of the Wife of Dong Si in the Later Han Dynasty. Hedong Wei Zhongdao, the husband dies childless, and it is better to stay at home. Xingping Zhong (case, Xingping is Chuping. Wang Xianqian's Notes on the Later Han Dynasty quoted Shen Qinhan's statement, which has been pointed out). There was chaos in the world, and Moon Hee was captured, not in the left and south Xiongnu. In the twelfth year of Hu Zhong, he gave birth to two sons. Cao Caosu and Yong Shan, who had no children, were redeemed by the messenger and remarried to Dong Si. ...... After feeling sad, I pursued grief and indignation and wrote two chapters of poetry. " One is five words, and the other is Sao style. Since Su Dongpo pointed out their authenticity, the main pseudo-faction has its own person. There are two poems of grief and indignation in the biography of Cai Yan in the later Han Dynasty. There is no conclusive evidence for the main and false factions (including one true and one false faction). It is generally believed that these two poems were written by Cai Yan, and one of them has far more artistic achievements in Sao style than the other. It is not uncommon for word-selectors in past dynasties to choose five words and leave Sao style behind.
Poems of Sorrow and Indignation (I) is the first autobiographical five-character narrative poem by a scholar in the history of China's poetry. The whole poem consists of 108 sentences with 540 words. It vividly depicts the poet's tragic experience in the great turmoil at the end of the Han Dynasty, and also writes the blood and tears of the plundered people. It recorded the social unrest and people's miserable life at the end of Han Dynasty, with epic scale and tragic color. The poet's grief and indignation has a certain typical significance, which is the victim's blood and tears complaint against the tragedy maker. Every word is blood, and every sentence is tears.
The whole poem can be divided into three paragraphs, with the first forty sentences as the first paragraph and three levels. The first fourteen sentences are about Dong Zhuo's rebellion. This is the historical background of the poet's suffering, which sums up the turmoil in Zhong Ping from the sixth year (189) to the third year of Chuping (192). What is written in the poem is proved by history. The following eight sentences, "Nothing", describe the brutal slaughter and crazy plunder carried out by a group of ferocious jackals headed by Dong Zhuo. The biography of the Three Kingdoms Dong Zhuochuan records that "(Dong Zhuo) tried to send troops to Yangcheng, which was suitable for the February Society. When people are under their sticks, they cut off their men's heads, drive away their horses and cows, and take away their women's belongings. Tie the shaft with a broken head and return it to Luo, and the cloud will take the city, which is called long live. Go into Kaiyang City Gate, burn his head, and take Jia Bing, a woman, as a concubine. " The tragic images written in the poem, such as how many people are running around, killing people like hemp, and even piling up corpses everywhere, and the bones are leaning against each other, "a horse hangs its head and a woman is riding a horse", are all records of this catastrophe. The word "behind a woman's back" secretly introduces the poet's own experience. In the spring of the third year of Chuping, Dong Zhuo led Li Jue and Guo Fan to plunder Chenliu and Yingchuan counties. Their troops were mixed with Hu Qiangbing, and Cai Yan was captured. The following sixteen sentences, "There are tens of thousands", describe in detail the poet's life in the captive camp. These thousands of prisoners, thieves and soldiers are not allowed to get together, even if they touch each other, they dare not say a word. If you are not careful, you will be scolded and beaten. They wail day and night, die unsatisfied, can't live, and the poet is sad and angry, so he has to ask. The words "those pale people" summed up the suffering along the way. The most wonderful artistic description of this passage is a few words of insulting prisoners by thieves and soldiers, with a smile in the tone, which vividly depicts the ferocious face of thieves and soldiers.
The following forty sentences are the second paragraph, which mainly describes the pain of missing the flesh and blood relatives in the frontier and the grief and indignation of abandoning the child and being in trouble when welcoming another child. The words "Bianhuang is different from China, and people are vulgar and have no sense of justice" highly summarize the humiliating life of the poet who was exiled and lost his virginity. Where can't bear to say anything, she only summed it up with the words "less sense of justice", and "less is more" hinted at countless sad things that she was insulted and trampled on. In the following six sentences, the words "frost and snow" and "Hu Feng" are used to briefly describe the sufferings in the frontier areas, so as to draw out the lament of missing parents. Through the description of the living environment, the poet contrasts his feelings with the scenery, and sets off endless laments with the endless "frost and snow" and "Hu Feng" in the four seasons, which enhances the sad and tragic atmosphere. Some critics think that Cai Yan lived in Pingyang, Hedong (near Linfen, Shanxi) after being robbed, which is inaccurate. Hedong Pingyang temporary residence is a branch of the southern Xiongnu right, not a place where the left lives. Mr. Tan Qixiang's textual research shows that Cai Yan's residence is in the Meiji of Xihe River (now Yike Zhaomeng in Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region), which is more credible. Otherwise, how can Pingyang in Hedong, which is close to the Central Plains, be called "Bianhuang"? What about "Three Thousand Li"? The next six sentences, "There are foreigners", describe the ups and downs of leaders looking forward to going home and eagerly looking forward to news from their families. Foreign guests are very happy to hear it; When you ask, you will know that you are not a fellow countryman and you are not here to pick yourself up. I hope to become disappointed. In the sentence "I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me", the meaning of the poem suddenly turns, and the accident I usually hope has come true, which is really unexpected. The following six sentences "I want to forgive myself" suddenly turned from joy to sadness. Back home, I had to abandon my two sons. I may never see you again. Considering the love between mother and son, how can you have the heart to abandon your son? The poet then fell into pain and contradiction. The artistic description of a "Biezi", with sincere feelings, is the most touching and profound excavation. My mother was hurt by my son's words to persuade her to leave. A Qing poet Zhang Yugu commented on the following sixteen poems: "A husband loses his virginity and cannot bear to abandon others. My son can make it very clear that Yau Ching is the best, so I will repeat it in detail. I can't bear to be told by other children. It is wonderful to get involved in my son's unbearable self, and it is painful to write on the other side, but the unbearable self is becoming more and more obvious. " (Appreciation of Ancient Poetry, Volume 6) This statement is quite accurate. His son's questions made the poet's facial features burn, and he was in a trance. He cried and stroked his son, trying to move on. In the dilemma of de-living, the complex ambivalence of the lyric hero is highlighted. The following eight sentences, "all contemporaries", describe the grief of peers in sending them away. "Contemporaries" should refer to people who were captured with Cai Yan and lived in the southern Xiongnu, most of whom should be women. They envied Cai Yan's return to his hometown and lamented his fate, so they cried bitterly. The author described the scene where the horse refused to walk and the car did not turn. Even spectators and passers-by witnessed this scene without exception. It goes without saying that the pain of participants is ten times and one hundred times that of onlookers. This foil technique highlights the poet's grief-stricken mood.
The following twenty-eight sentences are the third paragraph, describing the way home and what happened after you came back. The first six sentences are about going home: breaking love, leaving without another child, sprinting on the road and traveling far every day, but how can love be broken? The phrase "think of me when you are out of your stomach, and thinking is ruin" is used to cook. The next 12 sentences, "I am exhausted by my family", first describe the poet's return to the rear area and learn that his relatives are dying, and there is no loneliness in the middle table. After the Syrian rebellion, it was desolate: battlements became mountains, courtyards were overgrown with thorns, vegetation, bones and corpses everywhere. In particular, the phrase "no one goes out, the jackal barks" shows the desolation after the war through the rendering of the gloomy and horrible atmosphere. The sentence "I am lonely" is followed by the sentence "I am exhausted by my family, but I am not at home or abroad". The words "climb high and look far" are also covered up by thinking about children, and the words "think about me and go out" should be answered from a distance, showing a circle of thinking about children. The next four sentences describe the poet's feeling of approaching the end of his life under all kinds of worries. Although barely alive, but also lost the fun of life. The following four sentences "Entrust my life to a new couple" describe that after Dong Si remarried, although she tried her best to encourage herself to live, after some displacement, she has become a despised woman, often worried about being abandoned by the new couple, which reflects the mental shackles imposed on women and women's self-deprecating mentality. Finally, it ends with "the geometry of life, worrying all the year round". "Although it is the last stage, it is always a chapter and a place where grief and anger are bound." (Appreciation of Ancient Poems) It shows that a person's tragic career is inescapable, grief and indignation are everywhere, and there is no ultimate.
Throughout the poem, The Poem of Sorrow and Anger has several outstanding achievements in art..
Poets are good at digging their own feelings and combining narrative and lyric closely. Although it is a narrative poem, the emotion is related to the words, the situation is commensurate, and the narrative is neither dull nor dry, nor broken or chaotic. It is good at describing details, trying to put them down, such as the life in the prison camp and the scenes of other children, with delicate descriptions, just like close-ups in movies; Ignoring it is a high artistic generalization, such as "Bianhuang is different from China, people are vulgar and lack a sense of justice". Narrative lyricism, partial array reduction, wave layer upon layer. Its narrative is in chronological order. Taking one's own experience as the main line, love is based on grief and indignation. In the expression of grief and indignation, it is criss-crossed, multi-level and multi-faceted. There are too many worries about her: being robbed, being scolded by a stick, being insulted, thinking of parents, thinking of another son, lamenting the death of relatives, and worrying after remarriage. There are about seven or eight kinds in the poem, but what saddens her most is another son. In order to highlight this point, the author used the method of going back and forth, and there were three or four reciting children's artistic descriptions before and after. Before leaving my son, from the brief description of the suffering in the border area, it leads to "I miss my parents when I feel, and I took a picture of my son." (Appreciation of Ancient Poetry) describes Biezi's scene positively, and he writes about tears. The grief of peers' farewell set off the grief of other children. After returning to the road, I dug up a layer of "I want to go out, I want to go out." The love that is hard to give up is caused by another child. To "climb high and look far, my thoughts are flying", I secretly sort out my thoughts. It can be seen that Biezi is the poet's strongest, most concentrated and most prominent grief, from which a great mother's heart is beating. The poet's emotion in this respect is the deepest, so it is also the most touching, which is the amazing artistic ingenuity.
There is a strong sense of reality in grief and indignation poems, and it is difficult to say the specific description of the prisoner's life and the complicated ambivalence of being in a dilemma at other times without personal experience. As Wu Kaisheng, a modern scholar, said, "I'm not fake, because this is Wen Xi's heartfelt words, and others can't replace it." Shen Deqian said that the success of Poems of Sorrow and Indignation was "based on true feelings and deep affection" (Volume III of Ancient Poetry Source), which shows that its realism is obvious to all.
The language of grief and indignation poems is simple, "the true feelings are poor and cut, and the writing is natural." It has the characteristics of clarity and fluency, and there are no traces of carving. The language of some characters is vivid and personalized. For example, thieves and soldiers curse prisoners, which is consistent with the identity of the characters. If they hear their voices and see their people, their images are vivid and vivid. When Wenxi left his son, his son said a few words, much like a child's tone. It seems that you can see the child holding his mother's neck and talking, and see the child pouting. The child's innocence, naivety and attachment to his mother are vividly on the paper, which is rare in previous poems.
Cai Yan, Wen Xi, Evonne. The year of birth and death is unknown. A native of Pixian County, Chenliu County in the Eastern Han Dynasty, she was the daughter of Cai Yong, a great writer in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The first time I married Wei Zhongdao, my husband died and went home. Later, due to the invasion of Xiongnu, Cai Yan was taken away by Xiongnu Zuo, married to Xiongnu, and gave birth to two sons. Twelve years later, Cao Cao unified the north, redeemed Cai Yan with a large sum of money, and betrothed her to Dong Si. Cai Yan is also good at literature, music and calligraphy. Sui Shu Jing Ji Zhi contains a volume of Cai Wenji Ji, which has been lost. The only works that Cai Wenji can see now are Hu Jia's Two Mourning Poems and Eighteen Beats. There are not many records of Cai Yan's deeds in history, but the story of "Moon Hee returned to Han" has been widely circulated in past dynasties. Chae Yeon
Tiangong, the capital of Baiyu, has twelve pavilions and five cities. The immortal climbed the summit for me, symbolizing longevity. Suddenly want to come to this world, mistakenly think that the world has sounded music, to the forefront. There have been 96 sages in this world since the beginning, and empty names are hanging in the clouds. It is already a war to bet on heaven and earth and decide one's fate with one throw. I once studied overlord strategy, and I hope I can succeed and bring my Kardon jacket home. But the fortune is not good, and I have been wandering around the country for a long time. Once I went to Shandong to learn sword, but I didn't get any results. I can write some, but what's the use? Mr. Armed is not the enemy of ten thousand people, but the art of self-defense. These are trivial and trivial, so I saw through the world like Liang Hong and left the capital Chang 'an singing a tune-deaf song. But when I was near, I still shed tears of generous encouragement and wet the red tassel on my hat. Tanjun is also a free talent and a hero with temperament and personality. The roadside set up a curtain for me to comfort the hardships of my expedition. The pommel horse is like a cloud, take me to the standard ride. The voice of this song is not to express your feelings, and this day will soon come to Kunming Pool. Once I arrived in Youzhou in October of one year and saw An Lushan in An Lushan shining like a star. The emperor of Tang Dynasty gave up the northeast of Hebei, and the whole area was under the control of An Shi Wuji, like a long whale in the sea. Breathing between the seas, Yanran Mountain seems to have been destroyed by him. I know I'm not a proud emperor, and it's no use talking about it, so I have to hide in the Peach Blossom Garden and make an exception. I want to bend my bow, but I dare not. I am afraid of misfortune and myself. I used to cry in Beijing, and cried, Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, how do you know how to use talents? The bone of a swift horse is so powerful that it can't be used much. Even if Le Yi is reborn, in the present situation, it is only to escape. Time flies, no one wants to drive the horse to your hometown. It's like you are enjoying the songs leisurely and sitting solemnly in the magnificent hall. You are like ancient Wang Zhongwang and so on, but Tao is like Wang Zhongwang. Techno-pop diem in Changle Pavilion, a large-scale open wine feast, lists pots and cups. Green moths are sandwiched between Xian and Hao, and candles seem to walk in pairs. The drunken dance was full of qi, and Song Nifei circled the dust beam. After the pleasure is over, you will return to Xianyang after the full rank. Banquets and banquets saw thousands of people, and tents were far away from each other. No, every thousand miles, we expand from the gap, and every time we pass Yan Liang. After several changes, Kyushu almost collapsed. Tang Jun fought against the rebels, and dust dimmed the sea of clouds. Even the vegetation is shaking with murderous look, and the stars are not bright. Bones of Bones Hill, what are the sins of ordinary people? This is a disaster. After passing through Tongguan to defend the emperor's palace, the whole country hangs on Geshuhan's suit. Unexpectedly, the army of 300,000 halberds turned around and surrendered to the culprit. Or be as loyal to me as dogs and sheep. Two of the two cities fled the capital and the two capitals were in ruins. King Di Zi was commanded by the emperor as well as by the emperor. Yongan Wang is not a bully in the Spring and Autumn Period of Qi Huangong and Jin Wengong, but his strategist has brave soldiers. When people lose their dignity, thieves start to rain. Only you stick to this house, and loyalty will be crowned forever. I lay on the clouds at the top of the mountain, learning the fairy rice. Jiujiang opens the door, and the pillow is connected to the lake. In the middle of the night, Wang Shuishi came to Xunyang, and the city was dotted with Zhan. I made a mistake in an empty name, and the king sent troops to threaten me with his boat. He gave me 500 gold coins, and I regard them as floating clouds. I quit my eternal life as a Yelang king, and I was exiled to a wasteland, Yelang's Yelang. Yelang is far from here, and the west is aging. The sea of Liuhe is quiet, and I am like grass with frost. There is no light in the sun and the moon, and there is no selfless heart. What can I do to tell the sky? You are the ruler of the gods and know that you are kind and care for the people. Be ashamed to be your Qingyun, climb the Yellow Crane Tower three times. Shame is not a Mi Heng, but a fake one on Parrot Island. Fan shan is domineering, heaven and earth are scattered, autumn. The Yangtze River drifts with the snow of Mount Emei and the rapids of the Three Gorges. There are thousands of people on the river, and Fan Lian is Yangzhou. Climbing a thousand miles, I am sad. The screen window is open, and the water tree is green, like a girl's green hair. Look at the sun, afraid that it will set soon, raise your glass and celebrate the bright moon. Wuyue is beautiful as a flower, graceful and full of makeup. Exhale gently to the ladder, and step out of the curtain with shame. Sing cantata to the guests, the silk dance of spring breeze. Kneel down until the guests have a rest, but the host hasn't. Browsing your masterpiece in Jingshan is comparable to Jiang Yan's writing style. Like the lotus of water, it has the nature of nature. Xing is full of ordinary thoughts, looking for an invitation all the time. Behind the gate of the city gate are tiger people who stand tigers, and wohlhabendes Haus's spears are arranged in the forest. Cut the bamboo and chisel the stone, and the stream will be deeply hurt. People who climb the stairs stand in front of the building and look out, spitting sound, clear voice. Words are more expensive than white jade, yes, they are heavier than gold. Call me worthy of you, just like a bluebird has a heart. Magpies, colorful clouds, fall from the sky. Hearsay is an instrument of Amnesty, but he was exiled to Yelang. If there is no heating in the cold valley, no smoke and ashes, there is no hope. Xian Jun, you are going to the imperial court soon. Don't forget that I, an abandoned Jia Yi, can be recommended when I have the opportunity. Let's talk about the past, don't let the Huns laugh at us. I often sleep in the middle of the night and at night. Alas, alas, I feel sorry for this big country. Jingfang is surrounded by fluttering mountains and the Yellow River is flowing. Warlords are unwilling to act in unison and hesitate to face the battlefield. How to have such an excellent general as Hou Yi, who can shoot well, can kill the enemy with one arrow. -Tang Li Bai "After the chaos, Tian En Liu Yelang recalled old books and gave them to Jiang Taishou and good slaughter" After the chaos, Tian En Liu Yelang recalled old books and gave them to Jiang Taishou and good slaughter.
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Tiangong, the capital of Baiyu, has twelve pavilions and five cities. The immortal climbed the summit for me, symbolizing longevity.
Suddenly want to come to this world, mistakenly think that the world has sounded music, to the forefront. There have been 96 sages in this world since the beginning, and empty names are hanging in the clouds.
It is already a war to bet on heaven and earth and decide one's fate with one throw. I once studied overlord strategy, and I hope I can succeed and bring my Kardon jacket home.
But the fortune is not good, and I have been wandering around the country for a long time. Once I went to Shandong to learn sword, but I didn't get any results. I can write some, but what's the use?
Mr. Armed is not the enemy of ten thousand people, but the art of self-defense. These are trivial and trivial, so I saw through the world like Liang Hong and left the capital Chang 'an singing a tune-deaf song.
But when I was near, I still shed tears of generous encouragement and wet the red tassel on my hat. Tanjun is also a free talent and a hero with temperament and personality.
The roadside set up a curtain for me to comfort the hardships of my expedition. The pommel horse is like a cloud, take me to the standard ride.
The voice of this song is not to express your feelings, and this day will soon come to Kunming Pool. Once I arrived in Youzhou in October of one year and saw An Lushan in An Lushan shining like a star.
The emperor of Tang Dynasty gave up the northeast of Hebei, and the whole area was under the control of An Shi Wuji, like a long whale in the sea. Breathing between the seas, Yanran Mountain seems to have been destroyed by him.
I know I'm not a proud emperor, and it's no use talking about it, so I have to hide in the Peach Blossom Garden and make an exception. I want to bend my bow, but I dare not. I am afraid of misfortune and myself.
I used to cry in Beijing, and cried, Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, how do you know how to use talents? The bone of a swift horse is so powerful that it can't be used much.
Even if Le Yi is reborn, in the present situation, it is only to escape. Time flies, no one wants to drive the horse to your hometown.
It's like you are enjoying the songs leisurely and sitting solemnly in the magnificent hall. You are like ancient Wang Zhongwang and so on, but Tao is like Wang Zhongwang.
Techno-pop diem in Changle Pavilion, a large-scale open wine feast, lists pots and cups. Green moths are sandwiched between Xian and Hao, and candles seem to walk in pairs.
The drunken dance was full of qi, and Song Nifei circled the dust beam. After the pleasure is over, you will return to Xianyang after the full rank.
Banquets and banquets saw thousands of people, and tents were far away from each other. No, every thousand miles, we expand from the gap, and every time we pass Yan Liang.
After several changes, Kyushu almost collapsed. Tang Jun fought against the rebels, and dust dimmed the sea of clouds.
Even the vegetation is shaking with murderous look, and the stars are not bright. Bones of Bones Hill, what are the sins of ordinary people? This is a disaster.
After passing through Tongguan to defend the emperor's palace, the whole country hangs on Geshuhan's suit. Unexpectedly, the army of 300,000 halberds turned around and surrendered to the culprit.
Or be as loyal to me as dogs and sheep. Two of the two cities fled the capital and the two capitals were in ruins.
King Di Zi was commanded by the emperor as well as by the emperor. Yongan Wang is not a bully in the Spring and Autumn Period of Qi Huangong and Jin Wengong, but his strategist has brave soldiers.
When people lose their dignity, thieves start to rain. Only you stick to this house, and loyalty will be crowned forever.
I lay on the clouds at the top of the mountain, learning the fairy rice. Jiujiang opens the door, and the pillow is connected to the lake.
In the middle of the night, Wang Shuishi came to Xunyang, and the city was dotted with Zhan. I made a mistake in an empty name, and the king sent troops to threaten me with his boat.
He gave me 500 gold coins, and I regard them as floating clouds. I quit my eternal life as a Yelang king, and I was exiled to a wasteland, Yelang's Yelang.
Yelang is far from here, and the west is aging. The sea of Liuhe is quiet, and I am like grass with frost.
There is no light in the sun and the moon, and there is no selfless heart. What can I do to tell the sky? You are the ruler of the gods and know that you are kind and care for the people.
Be ashamed to be your Qingyun, climb the Yellow Crane Tower three times. Shame is not a Mi Heng, but a fake one on Parrot Island.
Fan shan is domineering, heaven and earth are scattered, autumn. The Yangtze River drifts with the snow of Mount Emei and the rapids of the Three Gorges.
There are thousands of people on the river, and Fan Lian is Yangzhou. Climbing a thousand miles, I am sad.
The screen window is open, and the water tree is green, like a girl's green hair. Look at the sun, afraid that it will set soon, raise your glass and celebrate the bright moon.
Wuyue is beautiful as a flower, graceful and full of makeup. Exhale gently to the ladder, and step out of the curtain with shame.
Sing cantata to the guests, the silk dance of spring breeze. Kneel down until the guests have a rest, but the host hasn't.
Browsing your masterpiece in Jingshan is comparable to Jiang Yan's writing style. Like the lotus of water, it has the nature of nature.
Xing is full of ordinary thoughts, looking for an invitation all the time. Behind the gate of the city gate are tiger people who stand tigers, and wohlhabendes Haus's spears are arranged in the forest.
Cut the bamboo and chisel the stone, and the stream will be deeply hurt. People who climb the stairs stand in front of the building and look out, spitting sound, clear voice.
Words are more expensive than white jade, yes, they are heavier than gold. Call me worthy of you, just like a bluebird has a heart.
Magpies, colorful clouds, fall from the sky. Hearsay is an instrument of Amnesty, but he was exiled to Yelang.
If there is no heating in the cold valley, no smoke and ashes, there is no hope. Xian Jun, you are going to the imperial court soon. Don't forget that I, an abandoned Jia Yi, can be recommended when I have the opportunity.
Let's talk about the past, don't let the Huns laugh at us. I often sleep in the middle of the night and at night. Alas, alas, I feel sorry for this big country.
Jingfang is surrounded by fluttering mountains and the Yellow River is flowing. Warlords are unwilling to act in unison and hesitate to face the battlefield.
How to have such an excellent general as Hou Yi, who can shoot well, can kill the enemy with one arrow. ▲ Farewell, worry and anger, autobiographical poem Han Ji lost power and influence, Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous. Forced to move to the old state, help the Lord from Xinjiang. Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home. Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren. Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other. A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it. Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked. I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten. There are several tens of thousands, and gathering is not allowed. Still flesh and blood, afraid to speak. If you are frustrated, you will be defeated. If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you. How can I cherish my life? I can't stand being scolded. Or add pestle, poison and pain are combined into one. The study is sad and the night is sad. You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live. It is a misfortune for people with pale faces. Bianhuang is different from China, who is vulgar and unreasonable. There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and Hu Feng starts in spring and summer. Blow my clothes gently and let them sink into my ears. I miss my parents when I feel it, and lament the infinite. It's always nice to hear that there are guests from outside. Welcome to inquire about his news, and you need to reply to the village. I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me. If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son. Heaven binds people's hearts, and it is too late to say goodbye. Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them. Hold my neck in front of my son and ask my mother what she wants. When people say that their mother should go, there is no time to return. My mother has always been kind, so today is even more unkind. I am not an adult, so I don't care. Seeing this collapse in five days, I was in a trance and crazy. Crying and touching, when you reply to doubts. At the same time, they bid farewell to each other. I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks. A horse hesitated, but a car refused to turn. The audience was booed and sobbed as they walked. To break the relationship and sign for the future. This is 3,000 miles long. When shall we meet again? If you miss me, you will be defeated. Not only for the family, but also for China and foreign countries. The city wall is a mountain forest, and the yard is full of Ai Jing. If you don't know whose bone it is, don't cover it vertically and horizontally. There is no sound when going out, and the jackal barks. Embrace the lonely scene, and you will lose your liver and lungs. Looking at the distance, the soul suddenly flew. After the election, others will be lenient. In order to recover, there is no need to say it. Entrust your life to a new person and try your best to encourage yourself. Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again. The geometry of life, you worry all the year round. -Cai Yan's Mourning Poem in Han Dynasty
Cai Yan in Han Dynasty
The Han Dynasty lost power and influence, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous. Forced to move to the old state, help the Lord from Xinjiang.
Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home. Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren.
Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other. A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it.
Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked. Still care about mystery, liver and spleen are all.
Autobiography, Sao style, suffering, life, long narrative poem