Tang Dynasty: Li Yu
After years of haggard, depression is good for self-injury. The wind invades the diseased bones, and the rain is suffocating.
The night tripod is only an antidote, and the moustache is half frosted. What is the frontier like? Who will ask the king of space?
Translation:
In recent years, I have become more and more haggard. Looking around, I am sad to see that many relatives around me have passed away. Sadness leads to illness, and under the wind and rain, the sick bones are hard to support, and sadness cannot win. In the middle of the night, the tripod was filled with medicinal incense, and when I woke up in the morning, I found that my moustache had turned gray. What is the cause and effect of my life? Who can help me ask the Buddha?
2, "Pass the Huanxisha, there is a noise in the sick temples."
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.
How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain. Accompany me all day, only the deep and reserved osmanthus.
Translation:
After my illness, my sideburns were sparse and my hair turned white. I lay in bed and watched the waning moon shine on the window screen. Stir-fry cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to force yourself to share tea when you eat it. Reading on the pillow is more leisurely, and the scenery in front of the door is better in the rain. Accompany me all day, only the deep and subtle osmanthus.
3. The Book of Diseases
Song dynasty: Lu you
Sick and sick, the hat on his head seems to be very wide, and he is a lonely guest on the Chengdu River thousands of miles away. Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death.
I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north will wait day and night for the emperor to recover lost territory. The loyalty spirit of Wang Zhu Ge Kongming's famous book "The Songs of Chu Shi Biao" will remain immortal, so we should read it carefully in the middle of the night.
Translation:
The sick body is weak and thin, so that the gauze hat on his head is also wide, and he lives alone thousands of miles away by the Chengdu River. Although the position is humble, I never dare to worry about state affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only draw a conclusion after death.
I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north look forward to the monarch's personal expedition day and night to recover the lost rivers and mountains. Zhu Gekongming's masterpiece "A Teacher's Example" has a lasting loyalty, and it is difficult to sleep at night. Let's read it carefully.
4. "A bunch of flowers began in early spring"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
This year, light wax invades the year, and ice and snow break the spring. Dongfeng has a letter that no one has read, revealing a little meaning, lace between willow leaves. The cold night is long, the lonely blanket is easy to warm, and the bell and drum are gradually clear and round. At the dawn, the mountains are half occupied, and the pavilion is light and sparse. Tourists will make a fragrance-seeking plan, and Momo apricot should have reached the top. I am sick and ill. I am careless and self-releasing, but I love sleeping in the sun.
Translation:
Spring came early this year, the weather is still very cold, and the beautiful spring is still covered with snow and ice. Not only did spring come late, but the news brought by the east wind was also ignored, revealing only a little bright spring. However, even if the night in early spring is cold and long, it is the spring of the earth after all. The thick quilt is a little hot, even the bells and drums that tell the time are crisp and round.
When the sun rises in the morning, the mountains are half hidden, and the pavilions in the distance are shrouded in a faint fog. When spring comes, people begin to plan to go out for a spring outing. The peach blossoms and apricot blossoms in the suburbs must be in full bloom. I'm sick and I'm not in the mood to go out to play. I just want to lie around and sleep until the middle of the morning.
5. "Appreciating the building, the scholar lived in Kaiyuan Temple, and he was ill in the early autumn."
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
The guests are homesick, and the xiaoxiang night is sad. Illness depends on the layman's room, and dreams go around Yushan.
Taste pity Zhi Zhi, self-seeking. The wall is empty and the moon is falling, and the door is full of insects.
Because of the double weight of gold, it is difficult to collect miscellaneous rewards. Bixiao didn't waste roads, but it helped to eliminate worries.
Translation:
Living in a temple can't stop homesickness, and the night in Xiaoxiang evokes melancholy. Sick in the temple, but still single-minded "Tao", feather country often stretches in dreams. Jia Xun, who knows Tao and loves "nothing", lost fame and fortune in pursuit of a higher realm. The twilight of the waning moon reflects the rocks on the empty wall, and the door is open to let autumn insects enter the room.
Thank you for your kindness. You gave me a poem as precious as gold. I want to pay for them, but it makes me feel ashamed. There is no way to come and go, so let me write this poem to eliminate my worries and grievances.