What are the poems of the Millennium?
The ancient poems about the Millennium: Jia Jian, Yu Jiefen, Moon Chanting in the West Building of Jinling City, Nan Kezi's Ten Miles of Green Mountains, remembering my brothers on a moonlight night, etc.
1. The pre-Qin version of "Jianluo" was unknown.
Jianluo is grey and the Millennium is frost.
the so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
if you follow it, the road will be blocked and long.
Translation:
A large area of reeds is green, and the dew in the morning turns into frost.
My beloved is standing on the other side of the river.
Go upstream to pursue her (him), and the road to follow her (him) is dangerous and long.
2, "Jade Clan" Tang Li Bai
her jade-white staircase is cold with dew, her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long.
behind her closed casement, why is she still waiting, watching through its crystal pane the glow of the autumn moon?.
Translation:
Dew was born on the steps made of jade and stone. After a long time of independence in the middle of the night, the dew soaked the socks.
Go back to the room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite autumn moon through the curtain.
3. "Poems under the Moon in the West Building of Jinling City" Tang Li Bai
Jinling is lonely and cool at night, and looks at wuyue from a tall building alone.
White clouds reflect water and shake the empty city, while white dew drops pearls and autumn moon.
Translation:
On a quiet night in Jinling, with a cool breeze blowing gently, I climbed a tall building alone and looked at wuyue.
the shadows of white clouds and city walls are reflected on the river, and the microwave surges like white clouds. The city walls are swaying gently, and the dewdrops are dripping from the moon.
4, "Nan Kezi Shili Qingshan Yuan" Song Zhongshu
Shili Qingshan Yuan, Chaoping Road with sand. Several birds cry and complain about the years. It's another bleak time, at the end of the world.
the white dew collects the residual summer heat, and the breeze sets off the sunset glow. Green Di Yang asks the lotus. Remember to sell wine in the new year, that family.
Translation:
The tide has leveled the sand road, and the distant green hills are continuous. Occasionally, a few birds are heard, as if lamenting the passage of time. It's bleak and indifferent autumn again. I'm far away from the ends of the earth, and the waning moon is falling in the west.
White dew and wet clothes, and the cool breeze at dawn slowly blows away the morning glow. Walking to the familiar green Di Yang, I asked about the blooming lotus in the pond: "Do you remember that year when I was selling wine by the roadside, which door was knocked on?"
5, "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night" Tang Du Fu
a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn.
he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.
Translation:
The drums on the garrison block people from coming and going. In autumn, a lonely goose is singing.
From tonight, we have entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon is still the brightest in our hometown.