Six kings finish, and the four seas are one family. Shushan is upright, and Fang is not here. Overpressure exceeds 300 miles, isolated from the sun. Mount Li is built in the north and folded in the west, leading directly to Xianyang. Erchuan dissolves and flows into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor and ten steps to a pavilion. The corridor is waist-tied, and the eaves are high. Hold the terrain, intrigue. Vegetables, ripples, honeycomb water vortex, I wonder if it will fall by tens of millions. What is a cloudless dragon lying on a long bridge? After the road is empty, don't blame Eric? High and low, I don't know the west and the east. Sing a warm song, spring is warm. Ballroom cold sleeves, wind and rain sad. Within a day, the climate is uneven between palaces.
The concubine, the prince and the grandson resigned from the downstairs hall and came to Qin. Singing at night, for Qin citizens. The stars shine. Open the makeup mirror. The disturbance of Lv Yun, comb Xiao Huan also. Nutrient-rich streams are greasy and fatty water is discarded. The smoke is foggy and the pepper orchids are also burning. When the thunder started, the palace car passed. I don't know what I was doing when I was listening in the distance. A muscle, a capacity, the best state. Over the past 36 years, there have been people who are far-sighted and look lucky.
The collection of Yan and Zhao, the management of Han and Wei, the elites of Qi and Chu, and the plunder of several generations. Once you can't have it, you lose it. Dingdong jade, gold nuggets and pebbles, give up throwing. Qin people regard it, but don't cherish it. Ha ha! One person's heart, ten thousand people's heart. Qin loves luxury and people are homesick. How can we use it as much as possible and use it as sediment! There are more pillars in the negative building than farmers in Nanmu. There are more rafters on the beam than women on the plane. The phosphorus in onion is more than that in millet. The joints of ceramic tiles are uneven, and there are more threads than the whole body. There are more columns and sills than nine battlements. The orchestra's strings are hoarse, and they talk more than the city people. Let people all over the world dare not speak or get angry. The single husband's heart is getting more and more arrogant. Shout, shout, Hanguguan. Chu people were razed to the ground, poor and scorched.
Those who destroy the six countries are also six countries, not Qin. Qin clan, Qin also, not the world also. Hey, honey! Enough to make the six countries love each other. Fu Qin loves the people of the six countries, so he can be king forever. Whoever wins will be destroyed. Qin people were at a loss and felt sorry for themselves, and later people mourned for it. Future generations mourn it, but they don't learn from it, which also makes future generations mourn for future generations.
The six countries perished, the world was unified, the forests in Sichuan were cut down, and Epang Palace (completed) appeared. (It) covers an area of more than 300 miles, and (the pavilion is towering) blocks the sun. (Epang Palace) starts at the northern foot of Mount Li, turns west and reaches Xianyang. (Weishui, Fan Chuan) The two rivers slowly flow into the palace wall. Five steps to the tall building and ten steps to the pavilion; The corridor twists and turns like a person's waist, and the eaves are towering like bird's mouths; Depending on the terrain, gather and confront. Circling and bending, like a honeycomb vortex, tens of millions of people stood. Long bridge lies in water, cloudless, where does the dragon come from? On the second floor, there is no rain in Chuqing. Where does the rainbow come from? It's so chaotic that you can't tell whether it's west or east. Gentle songs came from the stage, warm as spring; The sleeves are dancing in the temple, and the wind and rain are coming. Same day, same palace, but different climate.
The concubines of the six countries, the granddaughter of the prince, left their pavilions and palaces and took a chariot to Qiang Qin. Singing in the morning and playing the piano at night became the imperial secretary of Qin State. The bright star light is crystal clear, which is the mirror that opens the toilet; Dark green clouds are disturbing, that is, getting up in the morning to comb your temples; Weishui rises greasy, which is rouge water poured out after washing your face; Smoke rises from the kitchen stove, which is the burning peppermint; Thunder suddenly sounded, and it was the palace car passing by; The noise of the car is getting farther and farther, and it is silent. I don't know where it will go. Every inch of skin, every appearance, is extremely beautiful; Look at it for a long time, hoping to be loved; Some have not seen (the emperor) for thirty-six years. The collection of the savings of the Wei State in South Korea, the fine products of the State of Qi and the State of Chu, have been collected from the people for generations, year after year, and piled up like mountains; Once we can't keep it, we'll ship it here. Seeing that Baoding is an iron pot, beautiful jade is a stone, gold is a clod, and pearls are stones, they are thrown all over the floor, and Qin people don't cherish it very much. & ltBR & gt Alas! One person's mind is the mind of thousands of people. The rulers of the Qin Dynasty liked luxury. Others also care about their own homes. Why do you plunder others very little and squander them like mud? There are more pillars supporting the beams than farmers in the fields; There are more rafters on the beam than women workers on the loom; There are more shining nails than grains in the granary; Staggered tile seams are not just silk threads on a suit; There are more vertical and horizontal railings than the walls of the whole country; Noisy orchestral music is more than people talking in downtown. Make the world dare not speak, only dare to anger (heart). Qin Shihuang's cruelty was even more stubborn. The foot soldiers guarding the border shouted, Taniguchi was breached and the Chu people set fire to it. Unfortunately, the resplendent Epang Palace has become scorched earth! & ltBR & gt Alas! It is the six countries themselves that destroy the six countries, not Qin; It was the State of Qin that wiped out the nation, not everyone in the world. Alas! If the six countries love their own people, they will have enough strength to resist the state of Qin; If Qin can also take care of the people of the six countries, it can be passed down as the king of three generations or even ten thousand generations. Who can destroy (their) race? The rulers of the Qin dynasty had no time to lament themselves, but later generations lamented; Later generations lament them instead of learning from them, which will also make future generations lament them again.
Du Mu (803-852) was born in Mu Zhi. Jingzhao Wannian (now Xi 'an, Shaanxi) people. Poets and calligraphers in Tang Dynasty. In the third year of Daiwa (828), he became a scholar and a benign founder. He can call a spade a spade and admonish people in party branches and official books. Good at writing and poetry is a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, nicknamed "Xiao Du" to distinguish it from Du Fu. Mu Zhi is ambitious and eloquent, boasting about his ability to help the world. ICBC's cursive script "Xuanhe Shupu" says: "The grass is vigorous and powerful, which is consistent with its article." Dong Qichang's "Rong Tai Collection" said: "After I met Yan and Liu, if it weren't for Qing, (Du) was also famous." It is said that his book "has the charm of the Six Dynasties". The ink handed down from ancient times has Zhang Shihua. His works are very rich, including Collected Works of Fan Chuan, Old Tang Book (147) and New Tang Book (166). Zhang Shi Cao Shu Ink was written by Du Mu Taihe in the eighth year (834), at the age of 32. The post is a piece of hemp paper, 28.2 cm long and 162 cm wide, with 46 lines and 322 words in total. As can be seen from the whole poem volume, his calligraphy won the charm of the Six Dynasties. The original is now in the Palace Museum. This calligraphy work is magnificent and smooth. Because it is a manuscript of poetry, it is even more unpretentious. There are inscriptions, inscriptions and seals of Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties at the beginning and end of the volume. He has been awarded by Song Dynasty, Jia Sidao, Ming Xiangzi, Xiao Si, Qing Biao, Qianlong, Jiaqing, Neifu and Collection. There are records in Xuanhe Pu Shu, Rong Tai Collection, Splendid Life and Grand View Record. Du Mu is famous for his poems, so his title is covered by the title of his poems. This book was carved in Fa Tie, a monk. Photocopying can be done in Yan Guang Room and Showa Fa Tie Series.
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In autumn, on July 16th and 16th, Su Shi and his friends went boating in Chibi. The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Raise a glass to propose a toast to one's companions, recite articles related to the moon, and sing praises to chapters. Not long after, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between the Big Dipper and the cow. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. Vast as the wind in Feng Xu, I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.
At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. The song says: "Gui Gui is like a blue paddle, striking the sky and tracing the streamer. I am in my arms, looking at the beauty and the sky. " There are people who make up by blowing a hole in the song, and their voices are sad: they cry when complaining, and they make trouble when complaining; The sound is endless; It can make the dragon dance in the deep valley and make the widow in the lonely boat cry.
Su Shi's face was sad and sad, so he sat up in a corner and asked the guest, "How do you know?" ? "The guest said," There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. The mountains and rivers are winding and gloomy; Isn't this Meng Zhizhi trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou and went down to Jiangling, downstream to the east. It is thousands of miles long, covered with flags, drunk on the river, writing poems sideways. The hero of the solid world, now? My son and I, firewood over Zhu Jiang, make friends with fish, shrimp and elk, and belong to each other with a boat and a bottle. It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth. Lament the moment of my life and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River; Fei Xian went on a trip, holding the bright moon and dying; Knowing that it is impossible to get it suddenly, I hate it. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow. Gai must look at it from its own changes, and heaven and earth cannot be temporary; If you look at it from its unchanging point of view, then everything is endless to me. What do you envy? Between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. If it's not mine, it's a dime. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are audible to the ears and visible to the eyes. Inexhaustible, inexhaustible. It is the creator's endless hiding place, and my son and I are in the right place. " & ltBR & gt The guests are smiling, washing the lamps more carefully, washing the dishes, and making the cups and plates messy. Sleeping on the boat, hugging each other, I know the horizon has turned white. & lt/P & gt；
In autumn in Ren Xu, on July 16, my guests and I took a boat to play under the Red Cliff. The breeze blows slowly, and the waves on the water are quiet. Raise a glass to persuade guests to drink together, recite poems "Moon Out" and sing chapters "Graceful and restrained". After a while, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between Dou Su and Niu Su. A white fog enveloped the river, and the water was sparkling and connected with the sky. Let the water boat drift freely and float on the boundless river. The river is far away, and the ship is flying in the air, and I don't know where it will stay; On the cloud nine, it's like leaving the world, without attachments, and becoming a fairy soaring into a fairy fruit.
At this time, drinking wine, I was very happy, so I knocked on the ship's rail and sang songs. He sang: "Paddles made of osmanthus and Aoki beat the clear water waves and went upstream on the river floating in the moonlight. My feelings are far away, looking at the beauty in my heart, far away in the horizon. " Some guests will play the flute, accompanied by singing, and the flute will sob, like resentment, like nostalgia, like sobbing, like whispering. After blowing, the sound is long, like a slender silk thread. This sound can make the hidden dragon dance in the abyss and make the widow in the lonely boat cry. I was a little sad, so I sat up straight and asked the guest, "Why is this sad voice playing?" The guest replied: "The moon stars are rare, and crows fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking west is Xiakou, looking east is Wuchang. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, plants are lush. Isn't that where Cao Cao was defeated by Zhou Yu? When he took Jingzhou, captured Jiangling, and went down the river, warships ran for thousands of miles, banners covered the sky, drinking on the river and chanting poems with spears. This used to be a hero. Where is it now? Besides, you and I are fishing and firewood in the small continent in the middle of the river, with fish and shrimp as partners and elk as friends; Toast each other by boat; Entrusting ephemera's short life between heaven and earth is a drop in the ocean. Sigh the shortness of our lives and envy the endless Yangtze River. I would like to walk with God and live forever with the bright moon. Knowing that this wish can't be realized at once, I have to put this helpless mood in the music and play it in the sad autumn wind. "
I said to the guest, "Do you know the truth about water and the moon? The water just keeps flowing away, but it never does. The moon is round and short, but it has not been lost or grown. It turns out that if we look at it from the aspect of change, everything between heaven and earth has never been fixed in the blink of an eye; If we look at things calmly in the same way, then things and ourselves are endless. What do we envy? Besides, between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. I won't take anything if it's not what I should have. Only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains, when you listen, you hear the sound. When you look with your eyes, you see color. No one can forbid it and enjoy it endlessly. This is the infinite treasure of nature, and you and I can share it together. "
The guest smiled happily, washed the glass and filled it again. All the vegetables and fruits have been eaten, and the cups and plates are in a mess. Everyone slept on the boat, leaning against each other, and unconsciously, the white dawn had appeared in the East.
About the author: Su Shi (1037—1kloc-0/01), a native of Meishan (now meishan county, Sichuan). In the second year after Zong Jiayou entered Song Shenzong in Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi carried out political reform. He held different political views, so he was sent to Hangzhou, Mizhou (now Zhucheng County, Shandong Province), Xuzhou, Huzhou and other places as local officials. Later, Luo Zhi, a member of the New Party, was imprisoned in the literary inquisition, and the Wutai Poetry Case arose from this. He was imprisoned in the historical court, rescued and released from prison, and was demoted to Huangzhou (now Huanggang County, Hubei Province) as the deputy envoy of Yingyong. After the old party came to power, it was recalled as a bachelor of Hanlin and a minister of rites. However, he did not agree with the old party and was excluded as a local official in Hangzhou and Yingzhou. When the qualitative change new party came to power again, Su Shi was demoted to Huizhou (now Huizhou, Guangdong) and Danzhou (now Danxian, Hainan Island). After Hui Zong acceded to the throne, he was pardoned to the north and died in Changzhou. Su Shi is a talented artist. He has made outstanding achievements in poetry, poetry, prose, calligraphy, painting and other artistic fields. His poems have a wide range of themes and dare to reflect real life. His ci opened up the realm of ci, and his style was both bold and graceful. His prose is free, flexible, lyrical and natural. Complete works of Dongpo.
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