Ming Dynasty: Zhang Sigang
How to dream of Penglai, Tianmu Gaoyu Table. Yuanyang is like a fairy palm, and the dragon seal is still called a royal tailor.
A few times, cranes descended from the clouds and a reed set sail. When the ship returns to the natural barrier, its safety depends entirely on Sichuan aid.
Translation:
Why does Penglai dream of sitting on a jade table? Spend their honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon/honeymoon.
A few times, cranes descended from the clouds and a reed set sail. The safety of ships crossing the natural barrier must rely on the talents of Jichuan.
2. Qingming
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
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During the Qingming Festival, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and Li Bai smiles like a flower. Graves overgrown with weeds in the fields are sad.
The spring thunder rolled and woke up the hibernating dragon snake worm; Abundant spring rains moisten the countryside and make the vegetation soft and green.
In ancient times, Qi people went in and out of graves to beg for food and sacrifice, showing off to their wives and concubines. Some mesons refused to be officials and were burned to death.
Sage or mediocrity, who knows in a thousand years? The last thing left in the world is weeds everywhere.
3. Tomb-Sweeping Day wine
Song Dynasty: Gaozu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.
As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
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On Qingming Day, people are busy sweeping graves and offering sacrifices to sweep the south and north of Nanshan. Burned paper ash flies around like a white butterfly and cries sadly, just like a cuckoo will spit out blood when it cries.
At dusk, the silent cemetery is desolate, and only the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, the children who came back from the grave laughed and laughed in front of the lights. Therefore, people should drink when they are alive, and enjoy when they are blessed. After death, how could a drop of wine from a child's grave ever flow to the underworld?
4, the wind is loose, and the carbine still wants to linger.
Song Dynasty: Liu Kezhuang
I still want to linger when I get back to the saddle. Adversity is hard to get rid of. People say that wine is a relief, but when they are sick, they bear the burden of gold.
When I was making clothes, I was very sad and noisy about my feelings. In the distance, the forest is falling, the evening wind is wailing, and the wild shop is still open.
Affection is just a shadow in front of the lamp, walking around with this Weng. The master of the anti-brigade asked the other party that this time it was as old as before.
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I am in a hurry to return to China, but I still want to tighten my reins and wander for a while. Is autumn not enough? Bad luck is hard to get rid of. People say that drinking can forget my worries, but I am too weak to stand the pain after my illness. Recalling how lonely it was when Xiannei smashed clothes; Today, I am struggling alone, and I am full of sadness for my wife.
The trees in the distance fell down, and the evening wind wailed, but the door of the village shop was still open. Affectionate is just a shadow in front of the lamp. Come with me. The innkeeper came to meet him and said that he was worse than before.
5. Two congratulations.
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
There are fanatics in Siming, which is really romantic. Chang 'an calls me a fairy as soon as we meet.
What used to be a good cup turned into Panasonic dust. Scarab changed wine, but she remembered tears and towels.
When the madman returned to Siming, Yin Shan Taoist greeted him. Dedicate Mirror Lake to the glory of Juntai Marsh.
People die in their hometown, and there are lotus flowers in the air. It hurts me to miss this dream.
Translation:
There was once a madman in Siming Mountain. He is He Zhen Ji, a long-standing romantic.
When we first met in Chang 'an, he called me a fairy from heaven.
At first, it was a Brewmaster who loved to put wine in a glass, but today it has turned into Panasonic dust.
Every time I think of the scene of exchanging angel turtles for wine, I can't help crying.
When the fanatical Mr. He returned to Siming, he was first welcomed by Taoist priests in Yin Shan.
A pool of mirror lakes gives you the enjoyment of mountains and rivers.
People have passed away, leaving only their former residence, and there are lotus flowers in Jinghu Lake.
Seeing these makes people feel that life is as bleak as a big dream, which makes me sad.