1. My old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "The Yellow Crane Tower Farewells Meng Haoran to Guangling"
Vernacular interpretation: An old friend waved to me frequently and said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower, in this spring when catkins are like smoke and flowers are blooming. Going on a long trip to Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the friend's lone boat gradually moved away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky. Only a line of the Yangtze River was seen, rushing towards the distant sky.
2. The cicadas are chilling, it’s late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. ——From the Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Cicada's Sorrow"
Vernacular interpretation: The cicadas after autumn are so sad and urgent. Facing the pavilion, it is in the evening, and there is a sudden burst of urgency. The rain just stopped. We set up a tent outside Kyoto to say goodbye, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off. They held hands and looked at each other, with tears streaming down their cheeks. Until the end, they were speechless, with thousands of words stuck in their throats.
3. Walk again and again, and be separated from you forever. They are more than ten thousand miles apart, and each is at the end of the world. The road is long and blocked. Do you know if the meeting will be safe? Huma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest. The day is far away from each other, and the clothes are worn slowly. ——From the Han Dynasty: Anonymous "Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing"
Vernacular interpretation: You walk and walk and keep walking, and you and I are separated in this way. From now on, we are thousands of miles apart. I am on one side of the sky and you are on the other side of the sky. The journey is so dangerous and far away. Do you know when we want to meet? Horses from the north still cling to the north wind when they come from the south, and birds from the south flying north still build their nests on the southern branches. The longer we were separated from each other, the more baggy our clothes became and the thinner we became.
4. Willows and trees in the east wind, green and green on the river. The pain of climbing up and down recently is probably due to the many separations. ——From the Tang Dynasty: "Farewell" by Wang Zhihuan
Vernacular interpretation: In the spring breeze, the willow trees along both sides of the Yuhe River show a patch of green. It's not so convenient to climb up and down recently, probably because there are too many people around.
5. Passionate but always ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears until dawn. ——From the Tang Dynasty: "Farewell" by Du Mu
Vernacular interpretation: When we get together, it feels like glue and paint, but when we say goodbye, it seems heartless; I just feel like I have to laugh at the banquet but not make a sound. The candle on the desk has a heart, but it still reluctantly bids farewell; you see, it sheds tears for us until dawn.