1. Write poems about Su Shi's interactions with friends
Farewell to Su Shi
The spring water on the duck's head is as thick as dye, and the peach blossoms on the water surface make the spring face. The old man sees off his guests and walks by the water, where the sand is lined with horseshoes and black hats. He held his head high and asked the guest when he would return. The guest said that the fallen leaves were flying in the autumn wind. Lu Yang opened his mouth to smile while tying his horse, and met Xie Hui by appointment by the mountain.
Su Shi, the Khitan envoy who sent his son off
Looking at each other in the sea of ??clouds, I send him this body, but because of the distance, I feel even more stained. He will not hesitate to ride Ling Fengxue to make the genius know Feng Lin. Looking back at the desert, we can see the forbidden moon, and the lakes and mountains should be dreaming of Wulin Spring. When Shan Yuruo asked about your family background, he couldn't tell you that he was the first person in the dynasty.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou
Bingchen wrote this piece drunkenly during the Mid-Autumn Festival and was pregnant with his son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world. Turn to Zhu Pavilion and arrive at Qihu,
The light is sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, why should things turn out differently? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
He Zi nostalgic from Mianchi
Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush.
Fingers and claws are accidentally left on the mud. How can Hongfei count things?
The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built, and there is no reason to see the old inscriptions on the broken walls.
Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped and the donkeys neighed.
Two poems by my younger brother on the light snow on September 20th to conceive a child
It snows slightly in Qiyang in September, which makes me feel depressed at the end of the year. In a short day, the anvil and pestle are in a hurry, and the cold official has nothing to do and the house is deep. After saying goodbye to sorrow, the wine can be eliminated, and the gray hair has already been put into a hairpin in autumn. I was about to buy a mink fur coat and go out of the fortress, but suddenly I thought of taking a messenger to ask about Xichen.
On the river, the boat is full of poems, and Zheng Xi separates the horses with tears in their eyes. If you are ashamed to write a sword before serving your country, how can you not fear your friends when you return home? The official residence spends the autumn with surprise, and the temple tower sees snow. Who can climb up there? I know from afar that when I read "Yi" under the east window, the carriages and horses knocking on the door will definitely not answer.
Farewell to Dong Chuan
His career was wrapped in a rough cloth, with poetry and calligraphy in his belly. I am tired of accompanying the old Confucian to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. I don't have enough money to look for a virgin horse, and my eyes are wandering looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law. The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.
Send the scholar Andun back to the west after losing his understanding
I will not tire of reading the old book a hundred times, and I will know after reading it carefully. It is inevitable that he will become an official in his old age. Today, he will be able to chase after him. I am no longer returning to my old home, writing books and no longer looking at the sunflowers in the garden. I came to travel east to admire Renjue, and abandoned my old school to play. Crazy plans and miscalculations all fail, but frost comes as expected. Therefore, the pines and cypresses in the mountains are planted by hand, and when they are planted, they will be arched. If you know everything is destined, it would be better to wander around for ten years than to be an idiot. There is no need to compare gains and losses with you. I can only express my regrets before leaving.
Accompanying Mr. Ouyang to Yanxi Lake
He said that his beard was as strong as snow, and that he was old and had dull cheeks. I came to the lake to drink wine, and even after I was drunk, the drama was still intense. The vegetation near the lake is newly covered with frost, and the hibiscus and late chrysanthemums are blooming. Arrange flowers and dance to celebrate the Duke's longevity, and he says that a hundred years will be like the wind. It's not bad to swim under the red pine tree. Who can bear the hunger and eat the elixir? I have given my long life to God, and I am happy for my hard work. There are crows on the city in the evening mist, and silver painted candles illuminate the lake. He would not hesitate to sing and write poems to persuade the public to drink. Sitting there, Wu Huan could play the zither.
Shaoqing Li Ding of Shouzhou went out to Longtan in the east of the city.
The crows were noisy, and the crows were noisy, and the foam and saliva were floating around the passenger boats. Before I have time, the burning rhinoceros shines on strange ghosts, trying to bring the burning swallow out of the hidden Qiu. I asked you to say goodbye and urged me to sing, and the monkeys gathered in the village alleys. Here he spent his years praising his lost love, watching fish and remembering Lao Zhuang and Zhou. 2. Su Shi’s poems and stories about him
When the great river goes eastward, the waves are swept away. A man of the ages. On the west side of the fort, the way of humanity is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks and clouds collapsed, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow rolled up. The country is picturesque and there are so many heroes at one time!
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, with a majestic appearance, a feather fan and a turban, while talking and laughing, the oars and oars were turned into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. The world is like a dream, a bottle returns the moonlight over the river.
This masterpiece, known as the "eternal masterpiece", is the most widely circulated and influential work among Song Dynasty Ci poems, and is also the most outstanding representative of bold Ci poetry.
It was written in July of the fifth year of Shenzong Yuanfeng (1082) when Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou and visited Chibiji outside Huangfeng City. This word had an inspiring effect on the poetry circle of the Northern Song Dynasty, where sentimentality and pathos were once prevalent.
The opening chapter is lyrical, spanning ancient and modern times, and spanning thousands of miles. It connects the endless river with famous historical figures, and lays out an extremely broad and long space and time background. It not only allows people to see the raging river, but also makes people imagine the noble spirit of romantic figures. It brings readers into the contemplation of history and arouses people's thinking about life. It is magnificent and the pen is as big as a citron. Then the two sentences "Gu base" point out that this is the legendary ancient Chibi battlefield, expressing feelings by nostalgic for the past. "Humanity is" is very measured in writing. "Zhou Lang Chibi" is not only a fitting title, but also a foreshadowing of Xia Qian's memory of Gong Jin. The following three sentences of "Rocks" focus on describing the majestic and majestic scenery of Chibi: the steep cliffs are scattered into the sky, the turbulent waves violently beat the river banks, and the surging river currents roll up thousands of surging snow waves.
This kind of vivid description with thick ink and strong pen from different angles and resorting to different feelings sweeps away the mediocre and depressed atmosphere, and immediately brings the readers into a thrilling and dangerous realm of galloping horses and thunder, which makes people's hearts tremble. Open up and be inspired! Two sentences of "shapai" are used to tie up the upper part and bring up the lower part. "The country is picturesque", this clear, precise and outspoken praise is the conclusion that the author and readers naturally draw from the majestic pictures of nature provided by the above artistic places. The scenery around Red Cliff, where Zhou Lang's activities were described above, is both physical and vocal, and full of dynamics. The thrilling and majestic landscape metaphors Zhou Yu's extraordinary spirit, and adds atmosphere to the appearance of many heroes, which prepares the writing and lyricism for the following text. bedding.
The first film focuses on describing the scenery, while the second film starts with five sentences from "Remote Thoughts" and concentrates on shaping the image of the young general Zhou Yu. On the basis of historical facts, the author selects materials that are sufficient to express the characters' personalities, and through artistic concentration, refinement and processing, the characters are vividly portrayed from several aspects. According to historical records, in the third year of Jian'an, Sun Ce of the Eastern Wu Dynasty personally welcomed the 24-year-old Zhou Yu, awarded him the title of "Jianwei Zhonglang General", and attacked Wancheng with him. Zhou Yu married Xiao Qiao when the Battle of Wancheng was victorious, and it was not until ten years later that he commanded the famous Battle of Chibi. Here, the events of the past ten years are gathered together. Before writing about the Battle of Chibi, the life detail of "Xiao Qiao got married for the first time" was suddenly inserted. The beauty is used to highlight the hero, and Zhou Yu's handsome appearance, youth and youth are also revealed. Being promising is enough to make people enviable; at the same time, it also reminds people that winning the war against Cao Cao is the guarantee for Soochow to occupy Jiangdong and develop a victorious situation. Otherwise, it will inevitably happen like Du Mu's poem "Red Cliff" The serious consequences of writing "Tongquechun locks two Qiao deeply". This can make people realize the importance of this war. "Majestic posture, heroic hair, feather fan and silk scarf" describes Zhou Yu's elegant attire and graceful demeanor from the portrait demeanor. Lun scarf, green silk turban, and "Ge scarf and hair fan" are common identifications of Confucian generals since the Three Kingdoms. The focus is on depicting their appearance and attire, which reflects that as a commander, Zhou Yu is cool and calm in the battle, indicating that he already has a plan for this war. , Guaranteed victory. "While talking and laughing, the boats and oars were turned into ashes" captures the characteristics of the fire-water battle and accurately summarizes the victory scene of the entire war. The poem only uses the four words "disintegrated into ashes" to fully describe the tragic defeat of Cao Jun. The following three sentences, from paying homage to Zhou Lang to thinking of the author himself, express the poet's anger and emotion that his ambition has not been fulfilled. "If you are passionate, you should laugh at me, and you will be born with beautiful hair early." is an inverted sentence, but it actually means "If you are passionate, you should laugh at me, and you will be born with beautiful hair early." This sentence reflects on life experience, saying that life is short and impermanent. It expresses a deep and painful lament about wasted years. "The world is like a dream" expresses the poet's infinite emotion about the rough life experience in a depressed manner. "One statue returns the moonlight over the river", expressing emotions through wine, thinking about the past and present, and feeling gloomy. This is the lingering ending of the whole poem. "酹" means to spill wine on the ground.
This poem expresses emotions about the past and present. It is majestic and desolate, majestic and high-spirited. It brings people into the picturesque, majestic scenery and profound historical contemplation, and arouses readers' infinite emotion and understanding of life. Thinking, integrating scenery, people, sighs, and philosophy into one, giving people soul-shaking artistic power. 3. Write poems about Su Shi's interactions with friends
Farewell to Su Shi The spring water on the duck's head is as thick as dye, and the peach blossoms on the water's surface make the spring face.
The old man sees off his guests and walks by the water, where the sand is lined with horseshoes and black hats. He held his head high and asked the guest when he would return. The guest said that the fallen leaves were flying in the autumn wind.
Luyang smiled when he was tied to his horse, and met Xiehui by the mountain. The Khitan Su Shi who sent his son off looked at each other in the sea of ??clouds and sent him this body, but because of the distance, he was even more stained.
Riding Ling Fengxue without hesitation, to make the genius know Feng Lin. Looking back at the desert, we can see the forbidden moon, and the lakes and mountains should be dreaming of Wulin Spring.
When Shan Yuruo asked about Jun's family background, he couldn't tell you that he was the first person in China. Shui Tiao Ge Tou Bingchen wrote this piece while drunkenly drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival and pregnant with a child.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Turning to Zhu Pavilion and arriving at Qihu, the light shines without sleep. There shouldn't be any hatred, why should things turn out differently?
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
He Zi nostalgic from Mianchi. Life is similar everywhere, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, but Hongfei can't remember the things.
The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built, and there is no reason to see the old inscriptions on the broken walls. Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped, and donkeys neighed.
Two poems by my younger brother about having a baby in light snow on September 20th. It is snowing slightly in Qiyang in September, which makes me feel depressed at the end of the year. In a short day, the anvil and pestle are in a hurry, and the cold official has nothing to do and the house is deep.
After saying goodbye to sorrow, the wine can be eliminated, and the gray hair has already been put into a hairpin in autumn. I was about to buy a mink fur coat and go out of the fortress, but suddenly I thought of taking a messenger to ask about Xichen.
On the river, the boat is full of poems, and Zheng Xi separates the horses with tears in their eyes. If you are ashamed to write a sword before serving your country, how can you not fear your friends when you return home?
The official residence spends the autumn in the late New Year. Who can climb up to see the snow in the temple tower. I know from afar that when I read "Yi" under the east window, the carriages and horses knocking on the door will definitely not answer the door.
Farewell to Dong Chuan. His career was wrapped in a rough cloth, filled with poetry and calligraphy. I am tired of accompanying the old Confucian to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son.
I have nothing to do but look for a young horse, and my eyes wander around looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law.
The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.
Send the scholar Andun back to the west after losing his understanding. I will not tire of reading the old book a hundred times. After reading it carefully, you will know yourself. It is inevitable that he will become an official in his old age. Today, he will be able to chase after him.
I can no longer return to my old home, and I no longer see the sunflowers in the garden when writing books. I came to travel east to admire Renjue, and abandoned my old school to play.
Crazy plans and miscalculations will never come true, only Shuangyan comes as scheduled. Therefore, the pines and cypresses in the mountains are planted by hand, and when they are planted, they will be arched.
If you know everything beforehand, everything is destined, and wandering around for ten years would be better than being an idiot. There is no need to compare gains and losses with you. I can only express my regrets before leaving.
Accompanying Mr. Ouyang at Yanxi Lake, he said that his beard was as strong as snow, and that he was old and his cheeks were dull. I came to the lake to drink wine, and even after I was drunk, the drama was still intense.
The grass and trees by the lake are newly covered with frost, and the hibiscus and late chrysanthemums are blooming. They arranged flowers and danced to celebrate the longevity of the Duke, and he said that a hundred years would be as wild as the wind.
Chisong *** is not bad at all, who can endure hunger and eat the elixir? I have given my life to God, and I am happy for my hard work.
On the city, the dusk is rising, and the silver candles illuminate the lake. He would not hesitate to sing and write poems to persuade the public to drink. Sitting there, Wu Huan could play the zither.
When Shaoqing Li Ding of Shouzhou came out of Longtan in the east of the city, there was a noise of crows in the mountains, and there was a lot of foam and saliva floating around the passenger boats. Before I have time, the burning rhinoceros shines on strange ghosts, trying to bring the burning swallow out of the hidden Qiu.
The messenger asked you to say goodbye and urged the singing pipe, and the village lanes exclaimed that monkeys gathered together. Here he spent his years praising his lost love, watching fish and remembering Lao Zhuang and Zhou. 4. What are Su Shi's poems about "wine"
1. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. -- "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When will the bright moon appear"
Translation: When did the bright moon begin to appear? I picked up my wine glass and asked the sky.
2. It doesn’t matter if you are drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted! -- "Jiang Chengzi·Hunting in Mizhou"
Translation: I drink good wine, my mind is broad, and my courage is stronger. (Although) my temples are slightly white, (but) what's the problem?
3. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. -- "Ding Feng Bo·Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest"
Translation: The cool spring breeze wakes me up from the drunkenness. The chill is beginning to set in, but the setting sun on the top of the mountain welcomes me at the right time.
4. When you are tired and sleepy after a long journey, you are still thirsty and longing for tea. Knock on the door and ask the savages. -- "Huanxisha·Jujube Blossoms Falling on Clothes and Scarves"
Translation: The journey is far away, the drunkenness is on my mind, and I feel dizzy and just want to take a nap. The sun was shining brightly, but I was so thirsty that I wanted to find some water anywhere. So he knocked on the door of a villager's house and asked, "Can I give you a bowl of tea?"
5. After a cold meal, I feel sober and sigh. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. -- "Wang Jiangnan·Transcendent Taiwanese Works"
Translation: After the Cold Food Festival, I woke up and sighed because of homesickness. I had to comfort myself: Don't miss your hometown in front of old friends, let's light a new fire. Come and brew a cup of freshly picked tea. You should still be in your prime when writing poems and drunkenness.
6. Cheap wine often worries about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is obscured by clouds. --" Xijiang Moon·Worldly Affairs, a Big Dream"
Translation: The wine is not good, but it makes the guests less worried. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds.
7. He sighed and said: "There are guests but no wine, there is wine but no food, the moon is white and the wind is clear, what a good night it is!" - "Hou Chibi Ode"
Translation: Guo After a while, I sighed and said: "There are guests but no wine, and there is wine but no food. The moon is bright and the breeze is blowing. How can we spend such a beautiful night?"
8. Me When I'm drunk and singing, I'm in harmony with you. If I'm drunk, I need you to help me. But drinking can make me forget my worries. -- "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Place a Stone in the East China Sea"
Translation: When I'm drunk, I sing songs to make you harmonious. When I fall drunk, you help me. Only when I'm drunk can I forget my sorrow.
9. So he put the wine on the pavilion and told him that he was a guest, saying, "How about five days without rain?" - "The Story of Xiyu Pavilion"
Translation: So I held a banquet in the pavilion and told the guests about the incident. I asked them: "Is it okay if it doesn't rain for five days?"
10. The south of the Yangtze River is good, with thousands of bells of fine wine, and a full song. Tingfang. -- "Man Ting Fang·Wojiao False Name"
Translation: Life in Jiangnan is so good, with a thousand bells of fine wine and an elegant song "Man Ting Fang". 5. What are the poems written by Su Shi that express "for the sake of the people"
"Huanxisha·Ten thousand hectares of wind and waves will not remember Su" Su Shi.
The vast expanse of wind and waves does not remember Su, and thousands of wheat carts ride on the clear snowy river.
But it makes me full, and I have no worries. The green sleeves lean against the wind and the catkins linger.
Red lips must be rotten by wine. In front of the bottle, I tweezed my frosty beard.
"Huanxisha·Ten thousand hectares of wind and waves do not remember Su" This poem was written in the winter of the fifth year of Yuanfeng (1082). The first part of the poem describes the snow scene and the author's imagination of the harvest in the coming year, as well as the people's joyful mood because they hope to have a good harvest and be warm and full. The second part recalls the scene of the banquet the day before, expressing the poet's feelings about the feast. Deep concern about the suffering of people's livelihood.
Notes
⑴Su: Suzhou City, Jiangsu Province. An old note goes: "The public-owned thin fields in Suzhou were swept away by the storm this year." This sentence refers to the fact that his own land in Suzhou was swept away by the storm but he didn't mind.
⑵ These two sentences imagine that due to heavy snowfall, the Huangzhou area will have a bumper harvest of "thousands of wheat carts" in the second year, and "people are full" will eliminate "my sorrow"; it illustrates one's "sorrow" "It is a concern for the national economy and people's livelihood.
⑶ Cuixiu: refers to a singer wearing emerald green clothes. Crimson lips: red lips. Yingzhu: cherry. These two sentences mean that the dance sleeves of the singer are surrounded by snowflakes like catkins floating in the wind, and her lips are like overripe red cherries when she raises her glass to drink.
⑷ Tweezers: Remove. Frost beard: white beard.
No more worries. The singing girl Lin stood in the wind, with the snowflakes flying around her like catkins, and her red lips after drinking the wine were as bright as cherries, while I gasped in front of the wine glass, stroking my white beard. 6. Su Dongpo's 10 most classic poems
1. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: Ten years of life and death are so vast, without thinking about it, it is unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine trees. Translation: It has been ten years since we said goodbye to each other. We cannot bear to miss each other, but we will never forget them.
The lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to express the sadness and desolation in my heart. Even if you and I meet as husband and wife, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. My face is covered with dust and my temples are as frosty as I am running around.
I returned to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing up in front of the mirror in front of the small window. You and I were silent and speechless, only we shed a thousand lines of tears.
I would imagine that the moonlit graveyard with small pine trees growing there was the place where my wife suffered from heartache every year. 2. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, I drank happily till the end of the day, I was very drunk, I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless.
There shouldn’t be any hatred, so what’s the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Translation: On the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Bingchen year (1076 AD), I drank happily until dawn, got very drunk, and wrote this poem. At the same time, I missed my younger brother Su Che. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I picked up my wine glass and asked the sky.
I don’t know the year and month of the palace in the sky. I want to ride the cool breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a building made of beautiful jade.
Dancing gracefully and admiring the clear shadows under the moon, it doesn’t feel like you are in the human world. The moon turned around the vermilion pavilion and hung low on the carved windows, illuminating myself who was not sleepy.
The bright moon shouldn’t have any resentment towards people. Why does it become full when people part ways? People undergo changes in joys and sorrows, and the moon undergoes changes in waxing and waning. This kind of thing has been difficult to fully understand since ancient times. I just hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and can enjoy this beautiful moonlight even if they are thousands of miles apart.
3. "Inscription on the West Forest Wall" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: Viewed from the side, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
Translation: Viewed from the side, the Lushan Mountains are rolling and undulating, showing different appearances in the distance, near, high, and low. The reason why I can't tell the true face of Lushan Mountain is because I am in Lushan Mountain.
4. "Jiangchengzi·Hunting in Mizhou" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: I am talking about being a young man, holding the yellow on the left, holding the blue on the right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, and riding thousands of horses to roll around the flat hill. In order to repay Qingcheng, I followed the prefect, shot tigers myself, and watched Sun Lang.
It doesn’t matter if you are drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted! In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. Translation: Let me express the heroic ambition of the young man, holding a yellow dog in his left hand, holding a goshawk in his right arm, wearing a gorgeous and bright hat, wearing a mink fur coat, and sweeping the flat hills with his entourage like the wind.
In order to repay the kindness of the people in the city for following me on hunting expeditions, I will kill the tiger myself like Sun Quan did. I drink wine, my mind is open, my courage is stronger, my temples are slightly white, what's the problem? When will the emperor send someone down to trust me just like Emperor Wen of Han sent Feng Tang to Yunzhong to pardon Wei Shang? At that time, I will try my best to draw the carved bow as full as the full moon, aim at the northwest, and shoot at the Xixia army.
5. "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: The great river goes eastward, and the waves are exhausted, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the air, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, my passion should laugh at me, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
Translation: The mighty river flows eastward, and the huge waves sweep away all the heroes of the ages. To the west of the old fortress, people say that is the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms.
Steep stone walls tower into the sky, thunderous waves crash against the river bank, and the waves stir up are like rolling up thousands of piles of white snow. The majestic mountains and rivers were as beautiful as pictures, and many heroes emerged in one time.
I recall the time when Zhou Yu was so proud of his youth, and the peerless beauty Xiao Qiao had just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit and heroic spirit. They were shaking feather fans and wearing silk scarves on their heads. While talking and laughing, the powerful enemy's warships were burned to ashes.
Today I am wandering around the battlefield of those days. It is ridiculous that I am so sentimental and my head is full of gray hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, let me pour a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.
6. "Huanxisha·Visiting Qishui Qingquan Temple" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: Visiting Qishui Qingquan Temple, the temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, and the stream flows west. At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair. Translation: Visit Qingquan Temple in Qishui. The temple is next to Lanxi, which flows to the west.
At the foot of the mountain, the newly sprouted buds of orchids are soaked in the stream. The sandy road among the pine forests is washed by the rain and is spotless. In the evening, there is a drizzle and the sound of cuckoo. Who says life can't go back to being a teenager? The stream in front of the door can still flow to the west! Don’t lament the passage of time in old age! 7. "Night Tour to Chengtian Temple" Song Dynasty: Su Shi Original text: On the night of October 12th, the sixth year of Yuanfeng, I undressed and was about to fall asleep. The moonlight came into my house, and I happily set off.
Thinking of nothing and being happy, I went to Chengtian Temple to look for Zhang Huaimin. Huai Min also stayed up and walked with each other in the atrium.
The sky under the courtyard looks like accumulated water, with algae and lilies intertwined in the water, covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. What night is there without a moon? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us.
Translation: On the night of October 12th, the sixth year of Yuanfeng, I was about to take off my clothes and go to sleep. I happened to see the moonlight shining in through the door, so I happily got up and went out. Considering that I had no one to play with, I went to Chengtian Temple to look for Zhang Huaimin.
Zhang Huaimin hadn't fallen asleep yet, so they walked together in the courtyard. The moonlight shines in the courtyard as clear and transparent as the accumulated clear water.
The algae and aquatic plants in the water are crisscrossed, which turns out to be the shadows of the bamboo and cypress trees in the courtyard. Which night has no moon? Is there any place without bamboo and cypress trees? It's just that there is a lack of people with leisure time like the two of us.
8. "Two poems on the drinking lake, first clear and then rainy"·Part 2. 7. In "Red Cliff Ode", Su Shi used the words of his guests to lament the shortness of life.
1. In "Red Cliff Ode", he used the words of his guests to express his feelings about the shortness of life: "I mourn the short period of my life and envy the Yangtze River Infinite."
2. Introduction to the original text
"Red Cliff Ode" is a famous piece in the history of ancient Chinese literature. "Red Cliff Ode" is run through with scenery, "wind" and "moon" It is the main scene, supplemented by "mountain" and "water". The whole text is described and discussed closely based on the wind and moon. The book opens with the scene of wind and moon, and the images of wind and moon are repeatedly reproduced in the text. It shows the complex process of the author's mind changing from conflict and sadness to transcendence and sublimation.
3. Introduction to the author
Su Shi (1037-1101), a writer and calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty. His given name was Zizhan, also given the name Hezhong, and his nickname was Dongpo Jushi. A native of Meishan, Meizhou (now part of Sichuan). Jiayou (reign of Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty, 1056~1063) was a Jinshi. He once wrote a letter to express the disadvantages of Wang Anshi's new law. Later, he was sent to the imperial censor's prison and demoted to Huangzhou for writing poems that satirized the new law. Zhezong of the Song Dynasty was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy at that time. He once went to Hangzhou and Yingzhou, and became the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Later he was demoted to Huizhou and Danzhou. Together with his father Su Xun and his younger brother Su Zhe, they are collectively known as "Three Su". His writing is vertical and horizontal, and he is one of the "Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties". 8. Su Dongpo's ancient poems
Su Shi's "Visiting the Two Monks Huiqin Huisi on a Visit to the Gushan Mountains on the Latest Day" Su Shi's "Shi Cang Shu Zui Mo Tang" Su Shi "Twentieth Day of the First Month? Naihe Qianyun" Su Shi "Youmei Tang" Heavy Rain" Su Shi "He Zi Yu Qing Qing" Su Shi "Drunk Letter on June 27th at Wanghu Tower" Su Shi "Inscription on the Wall of the West Forest" Su Shi "Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong" Su Che "Send a Son to See Brother in Huai Mian Pond" Su Dongpo's poems are now available There are 4,000 poems with broad content and diverse styles, but they are mainly bold and unrestrained. The writing is vigorous and varied, with a romantic color, which opened up a new path for the development of Song poetry.
Xie Zhou's "Original Poems" said: "Su Shi's poems have opened up a realm unprecedented in ancient and modern times. Everything in the world laughs and curses, and they are all inspired by the writing." Zhao Yi's "Oubei Poetry" Said: "Take text as poetry, starting from Changli, and then to Dongpo, I became more and more eloquent, opened up new perspectives, and became a great view of the generation.
... Especially those who are out of reach are born with a strong pen, as refreshing as a sad pear, and as fast as a pear. There is a hiddenness that must be achieved, and there is no emotion that is difficult to reveal. This is why Li and Du are one of the great masters, but they are not as good as Li and Du." Attachment 1: Some selected poems by Su Dongpo (47 poems). ): On November 19th, Xin Chou parted ways with Ziyou outside the west gate of Zhengzhou and immediately wrote a poem to send it to him. If he doesn’t drink, he will be drunk, and his heart will return to Anfa.
When I return home, I still think about the courtyard. How can I comfort my loneliness now? Climbing high and looking back at the slopes and ridges, I saw the black hat appearing and disappearing.
In the bitter cold, you wear thin clothes and ride a thin horse alone under the waning moon.
The passers-by sing songs, and the residents are happy, but the servants blame me for being miserable.
I also know that life should be different, but I am afraid that time will pass by. The cold lanterns remind each other of the past, and the rain at night sounds desolate.
You know this meaning and must not forget it. Be careful not to love a high official position. (There is a saying about the night rain on the bed, so I say it.)
Hezi nostalgic from Mianchi. Life is full of similarities, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on snow and mud. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things.
The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built, and there is no reason to see the old inscriptions on the broken walls. Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped, and donkeys neighed.
(In previous years, my horse died in Erling and I rode a donkey to Mianchi.) On the night of August 15th, the moonlight was beautiful everywhere.
I don’t choose between thatched eaves and market buildings, but my official residence looks like a peng island. Wild oranges are fragrant in front of Fengxi Hall, and autumn lotuses grow old beside Jiantan Bridge.
The tides of August and eighteen are unparalleled in the world. Kunpeng's water strikes three thousand miles away, and his team's training force drives away hundreds of thousands of men.
The red flags and green caps flicker and disappear, and the black sand and white waves swallow each other up. It's hard to meet in ancient times in life, but you can get this scene and this trip.
I hope you will add candles when you hear this, and your white robe will look like a standing swan outside the door. On August 17th, I returned to Wanghai Tower. The first part of the poem was written by Yu and the examiner, who were both on the daily list. There was strange smoke and clouds upstairs, and piles of flying paper fell in front of the building.
The non-related text needs to be read again, but Jiangshan has not taken it back. My eyes are dim and the candle is dark, I walk carefully and slanted, I have been praised for my ability in reading.
Don’t be surprised if you lose your virginity tomorrow. You would have known that you would never become a snake if you were content. The chaotic mountains cover the dawn and have thousands of layers, and the beauty of sleep should not be shaken by the early coolness.
Last night, the wine merchant sighed repeatedly, knowing that he would return to Wuxing in his dream. Who is the scent of osmanthus on the rooftop? I am tired of listening to the empty steps and it is cool at night.
Thanks to the Ming Dynasty for seeing the trend, thousands of people are clamoring for new makeup. The autumn flowers are no longer red, and I am in a solitary boat.
The drizzle makes it cold, but it means the golden chrysanthemums are not allowed to bloom. Moon Rabbit Tea The ring is not a ring, the jue is not a jue, and there is a blurred jade rabbit in it.
The moon is like a beautiful woman wearing a skirt. The moon is full and it is also full. What year will it be when the moon is not full? Don't you see, the tea-fighting master can't bear to fight with the small group. There are two ribbons with double titles and two flying luan on them.
The unlucky lady has her cheeks crispy and her hair smeared with paint, and her eyes are like pearls on the curtains. Therefore, white is used to make immortal clothes, and red paste is not allowed to pollute the nature.
Wu Yinjiao is soft and crazy, and her infinite leisure and sorrow are always unknown. Since ancient times, beauties have had poor lives, and all the flowers have fallen behind closed doors.
The flowers of Kichijoji Temple are about to fall, but the past will never come again. This year's east wind is cleverly cut, and the sentiment is just waiting for the envoy to come. If you don't trust flowers, you should hate them, fearing that they won't bloom next year.
It tells an ancient story about coming tomorrow and sitting down, reusing the previous rhyme and the same rhyme. Fairy clothes don’t need to be cut with scissors, and the country’s beauty begins with the wine. The prefect asked the flowers if they had anything to say, and they bloomed for you.
Li Qianjia sat down and wore flowers. There were twenty-eight beauties on horseback, and there were ten thousand fine wines and Weicheng songs. The willow catkins in front of the curtain startle the Spring Festival evening, and the flower branches on the head are still old.
The dew and wet drunken towel are covered with fragrance, and the moonlight is full of shadows on the way home. When will I see the green beads playing the flute? I want to put the slanting red into the soap.
Three Songs of Flowers on Moshang (co-cited) I visited Jiuxian Mountain and heard the children's song "Flowers on Moshang" in Lizhong. The elders said: Princess Wu Yue must return to Lin'an every spring. The king wrote to the concubine in a letter and said: "The flowers on the road are blooming, so you can return slowly."
The people of Wu used his language as a song, and they were full of thoughts. It is desolate, and its words are despicable and wild, which is the cloud of Yi. Flowers are blooming and butterflies are flying on the streets, and the country is still different from what it was in the past.
The survivors grew old several times, and the wandering girls slowly returned home singing long songs. Countless flowers are blooming on Moshang Mountain, and passers-by are vying to see the green flowers.
If you want to stay in a dignified way, you can also learn to teach and return slowly. The grass of wealth was exposed during his lifetime, and the flowers were on the romantic streets after his death.
As Lord Chichi has gone to Lu, Youge slowly returns home to my concubine. Second rhyme: Liu Gong's father, Li Gongze, sent two poems when he saw them. The two old friends looked at each other with white hair, and they saw the current events changing a lot.
Those who have no harmony in the song should think of Ying, and talk about Shao Bei and borrow Qin. The evil poet has no good words. (The poems chosen by the public all talk about the hunger and suffering in Wuzhong.)
Who can I marry when I am a widower who stays in the night long? (Gong's father has recently been widowed.)
It is not like me to think less and sleep more, and my breath and thunder shake my neighbors. Who advised me to come here? There are strings, pipes, clothes and steamers.
Green ants have soaked my lips without a hundred dendrobium leaves, and locusts have attacked my face three times. Sharpen the knife into the valley to chase poor bandits, shed tears and walk around the city picking up abandoned children.
Don’t sigh for the joy of the county, it is better than walking in the dust. The capital city cried and Ren Zunsheng did not return to his hometown for ten years, and his children grew up day and night.
Isn’t it just urging the boss to gradually become withered? Every time I hear the death of a senior citizen, the sound of tears often breaks out.
The elder Ren Kuang Qiyi was promoted by his ancestors. The article is well-known for its small works, and the poems are especially clear and powerful.
When an official can regain his strength, he can chat and laugh with thousands of people. Since he is a comedian in the county, he has favored work and undermined the powerful party.
He fights with his beard to defeat cunning officials, and chews his teeth against treacherous generals. It's a pity that fate is not coincidental, and every time you use your talents, you will be slandered.
Even if you fall into a poor mountain, your green shirt will turn into yellow soil. Official travels are unhappy for a long time, and the rivers and seas always face each other.
It is the king who returns the farmland, and pays his dues according to the season. This pregnancy failed now, and I will be buried in many places when I return home.
Looking at the west gate of the Weeping Country, the setting sun holds thousands of mountains. The only son in my life, my ambition is in the palm of my hand.
I saw that there was enough cattle to eat in the pit. He was like a young man in Luo, visiting him in life and death.
Only Wang Junchong is aware of the situation.
Reply to Ren Shizhong's Family Han Gong (a question: I sent a poem to my husband's father-in-law, Han Gong, when he saw me). The late king was not an official in the past, but Emperor Dumen blessed him at the beginning.
There is no poverty in morality, and the style shines in the countryside. Why neglect the villain? The villain is generous and sparse.
Going out to achieve nothing, Lao Shi is in the suburbs. There are thousands of poles of bamboo in front of the door and four libraries of books in the hall.
There are red pears in the tall trees and white hibiscus in the small pond. I often call my barefoot maid to pick garden vegetables in the rain.
If you try hard enough to be a master, you will be dismissed and returned to your old home. At this time, the middle child first met the elder's car.
Cooking chicken and drinking white wine is quite enjoyable. Like Pang Degong, going back and forth between Ge and Xu.
When my wife walks down the hall, who is the master? When I was still young, I wrote poems. 9. The Complete Collection of Ancient Poems About Su Shi
The Complete Collection of Ancient Poems About Su Shi
1. "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest"
Viewed from the side, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, far and near, high and low Each is different.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
2. "Huichong Chunjiang Xiaojing"
A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds, which is the time when the pigs are ready to be eaten.
3. "Drinking on the Lake after the First Sunny and the Rain"
The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
4. "Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia"
The great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.
To the west of the fortress, the humane way is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the air, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time.