I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Cijiang Chengzi lived for ten years and died. Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. [1] Even if we meet, we should not know that the face is covered with dust and temples are like frost.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.
Partridges and fat water flow eastward, endlessly, and it is not acacia at first. The meeting in the dream is always unclear, and we can't catch up to see a clearer portrait, and this kind of wet dream is often helpless and will be startled by the sound of the mountain bird.
Spring is not green, silk comes first, and it lasts for a long time without sadness. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling.
The bamboo dock is clean, the water sill is clear, the lovesickness is clear, the city is separated, the autumn frost is scattered, and the residual lotus leaves to listen to the night rain-Li Shangyin's relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, knowing each other in a piece of ice heart jade pot, Wan Li is still a neighbor, and Wan Li is still a relative. After all, the world is just a small place.
"Deng Guazhou" Wang Anshi Jingkou Guazhou Yishui, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? Think of a quiet night: will the moonlight in front of Li Bai's window have frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart knows each other in the jade pot. Wan Li is her husband's neighbor, and Wan Li is her neighbor.
After all, the world is just a small place. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? White rabbits are not as good as new ones. Wan Li, an old friend, has never heard from him, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.
2. In memory of an old friend, the classical Chinese Epitaph of Liu Zihou was written by Han Yuzi who was afraid of Zongyuan.
Seven ancestors celebrated, served as Tuoba Weifu, and sealed Yin Gong. Zeng Bozu was the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty. He offended the marquis of Wu with Chu Suiliang and Han Yuan and died in the reign of the emperor.
Huang Ji took an examination of the town, abandoned Dr. Taichang, and sought to be the magistrate of Jiangnan County. Later, I couldn't flatter the powerful and lost my empire.
The death of dignitaries as their agents is a return to worship the imperial history. No. He is upright and upright, and he is a contemporary celebrity.
If the child is thick and sensitive, it is easy to approach. When he caught his father, although he was a teenager, he was an adult and was able to sit in the position of a scholar, and suddenly became a prominent figure.
It is said that Liu has a son. Later, with erudite macro characters, he was awarded the orthography of Jixian Hall.
Jie Jun is humble and tough, arguing about the past and the present, going in and out of the ancient classics, and being in high spirits, he has repeatedly lost his seat. Fame, everyone wanted to make friends with it at that time.
Gentlemen and dignitaries, competing to make our door, pay tribute to it. In the 19th year of Zhenyuan, he supervised the censor Lantian Baiwei.
Shunzong acceded to the throne and worshipped the foreign minister of the Ministry of rites. When users are offended, the example is the secretariat.
Before he arrived, he demoted Yongzhou Sima. Leisure in life benefits from self-study, taking notes, writing chapters, flooding and stopping storage, and gaining endless knowledge.
And since the boss is in the mountains and rivers. During the Yuanhe period, the wine tasting case was called to the capital; Another secretariat, thick and Liuzhou.
When he arrived, he sighed, "Isn't politics evil enough?" Because of its local customs, in order to establish a religious ban, the state people obeyed. Its custom is to mortgage money to men and women and redeem it from time to time. If the son is the same, he is not a handmaiden.
Zi Hou and Ji Fang were ordered to redeem. Those who are particularly poor and can't do this should become servants. If they are enough, they should return to their quality.
Observation made him punished in other States, and thousands of people returned freely when they were over one year old. Scholars in the south of Hengxiang all take Zi Hou as their teacher, and people who pass on exegesis and paintings from Zi Hou know that they have considerable statutes.
Called to the capital and returned to the secretariat, Liu Mengde of Zhongshan was also sent to Bozhou. Zi Hou cried, "I can't bear to dream of poverty, because I live in an inhuman place, but my dream is in the hall." I have nothing to say to my parents; " And there is no mother and son. "
Please go to the imperial court and you will worship me. I am willing to spread willows easily. Although I have committed a crime, I won't hate it. What if a person dreams of something, but dreams of stabbing Lianzhou.
Oh! Poverty is righteousness. Nowadays, husband and wife admire each other in Curie Lane, and wine and food games compete with each other. They laughed, shook hands, showed off their lungs and livers, pointed to the tears in the sky, and vowed to live and die. If it is true; Once you have a small interest, it's like hair, if you don't know it.
If you fall into the trap, you will be rescued by different hands, pushed back and hit the stone again. This is suitable for animals to do things that Yidi can't bear, while people think they can do it.
Smell the thick wind, and you can feel less ashamed. When I was a teenager, I was brave enough to be a man and didn't care about my family. I said my grades were achievable, so I sat down and retired.
Both of them are retired and don't know each other. Those who had the strength to get jobs pushed and pulled, so they died of poverty. Materials are not used for the world, and Tao is not suitable for the times.
When Zi Hou was in Taiwan Province, he was self-sustaining. He could be a secretariat of Sima without being hard on himself. When you are fired, there are others who can be dismissed, and they will be reused. However, after a long time, Zi Hou was extremely poor. Although he was born out of the people, there is no doubt that his literary works cannot be independent and even spread to the future.
Although zi Hou gets what he wants, he can distinguish the other. Zi Hou died in 14 1 1 8/month at the age of 47.
On July 10th, 15th year, he was buried next to the ancestral grave of Wannian. Zi Hou has a son and two men: Saturday Dragon, starting at the age of four; On the seventh day of the season, Houzi died.
Two women, both young. It must be buried, and all the expenses have been observed to make Hedong Pei Jun stand up.
The lines are concise, it is very important to make friends with Zihou, and Zihou has done it, relying on strength. The man who buried his son thicker than the tomb of ten thousand years is his uncle Lu Zun.
Obedience, Excellence, prudence and tireless learning. Since the child is rudely reprimanded, obedient and family, arrest him to death.
I used to bury my son very thick. I would manage his family, but there was always someone. Ming said, "The room is only thick, so it is solid and safe for the benefit of future generations."
3. Ask a lot of ancient poems to remember the old friends ~ flying freely is as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as fine as sorrow.
-Qin Song Guan's "Cold House in the Desert of Huanxisha" is coming, and the cock crows. If you meet a gentleman, you don't have to worry about it? The wind blew through the rain, and there was a cock crow outside the window.
Why not be embarrassed when you meet a gentleman? The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. Didn't Hu Yun like seeing a gentleman? -The word "wind and rain" in The Book of Songs is the Altair, the daughter of Jiao Jiao River.
Skillful hands, make a loom. Tears fall like rain all day long; The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference! Between water and water, there are no words.
-Erhan Yuefu's "All the Way to the Altair" followed by * * *, and once resigned. Water is injected to the east, and there is no turning back to the west.
The rainy night falls on the empty steps, and the light of dawn leaves the room in the dark. I don't drink when I'm sad. When can I be together? -Northern and Southern Dynasties He Xun's "Leaving Sorrow at Night" is puzzling and walks alone for thousands of miles.
It rained black in the river, and the waves and Whitestorm began to rise. -Northern and Southern Dynasties, He Xun, he stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the evening rain, cutting his chest.
-Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, Cao Qinghu, Wan Li, and Huang Meiyu walked alone. I'm worried about the sound of the wind overturning the dark waves and hitting the boat on the beach.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" The wind returns to the clouds and breaks through the rain, and the lake is warm again. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "South Lake Spring Morning" Red Banjiang Bridge green wine flag, when the pavilion is warm and the sun is slanting. Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi" cried early and rested, and the residual lights went out. Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Rain at Night" Badong sailed to Brazil, and the waves washed out the wind and rain. Polygonum hydropiper is cold and red, and Gracilaria leaves are blue and sad.
-Tang Baijuyi's "Zhuzhici" is empty, the autumn night is long, and the sky is unknown in the long night. The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window.
-Tang Baijuyi's "Shang Yang White Haired Man" is cold in three autumn nights, and an old man is at ease. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.
Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Sleeping in the Autumn Rain" Xiyuan Road hangs at the head of the city, and the guest has not received the rain from Jiang Ting. Jun, try to divide the water. White clouds are still like Han and Qiu. -Tang "Send Judge Li to Jinjiang De" took a rain break in Dongdutou and went boating in Yonghe for three days.
The old friend's home lives on the bank of the stream, on the bank of the river, and there is a peach forest. -Tang Changjian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days" Su Xiting's grass grows and flies, who leans against the east wind? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.
-Don Dai Shulun's "Su Xi Pavilion" clouds cover the rain, why count it? However, you see, the ancient Guan Zhong, the rich and poor gentleman's Bao Shuya, was abandoned like dirt. -Don Du Fu Poor Bank of Communications Spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is freshly cooked in a special way.
My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups. -Tang Du Fu's "Eight Guards for Chu Shi" was exhausted ... There was a need to supplement it, so it was adopted.
4. What are the famous ancient poems and sentences about mourning the old friend? "Jiang Ji dreams on the twentieth day of the first month"?
From: Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Original text:
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Translation:
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget.
Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart.
Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Running around is dusty and icy.
I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window.
You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines.
I think you break your heart for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, in that lonely dwarf pine mountain.
Extended data
When Su Dongpo was nineteen, he married Wang Fu, who was sixteen. The two have always been respectful and affectionate. Unfortunately, Wang Fu died at the age of 27. This is a great blow to Su Dongpo. In a.d. 1075 (the eighth year of Xining), Dongpo came to Mizhou. On the 20th day of the first month of this year, he dreamed of his beloved wife, Wang, and wrote this eulogy, which will be read through the ages.
This word uses many artistic expressions, such as frustration, combination of reality and fiction, narrative sketches, etc., to express the author's thoughts and feelings of missing his dead wife. While mourning his dead wife, he also expressed his feelings about his life experience, thus profoundly and sincerely expressing the feelings between husband and wife, which makes people sigh and sigh after reading it.
Baidu Encyclopedia-Jiangchengzi Mao Yi dreamed on the 20th of the first month.
5. Miss the old friend Su Shi's article "Jiangchengzi"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.
A piece of paper leaves a wound and an old friend sighs.
Author: flowers hide the moon.
Spring and autumn are fading, I look at thousands of willows, and I am worried about flowers falling outside.
Lazy makeup eyebrows.
You don't know when your heart will break until you have frosted flowers.
Put away the bronze mirror on the table, and Hao Yue reflected the peach cheeks.
Pears fall on the heavy door, curtains hang down, endless desolation.
Su Jin condensed smoke, missed a few degrees, and peeped at the east wind.
The temples are cold, and the solitary curtain is cold early.
If the Committee is indifferent, it will be deducted.
A piece of paper leaves a wound and an old friend sighs.
Sigh all the prosperity, don't love yesterday.
The clothes are worn out, the west wind is exhausted, and the sick yellow flowers are sparse.
Recalling Qin Sang, the city was deserted, stepping on a horse.
Clearly stained with tears, but scattered a few wisps of fragrance.
Sigh with low eyes, Tinker's old environment remains the same, the screen is wrong, but it is ironic.
Cascade dripping, sandalwood still exists, and the dust is old.
Looking back, three lives were robbed.
Whoever likes it in the new year will waste the railing.
Draw a corner, cry and sing a song.
Willow blowing Hu Yuequ staccato, romantic dream.
Ten miles offshore, a thousand worries in the account.
I am looking forward to this time, I am lonely and empty.
6. Remembering old friends, fables, myths and legends, Du Fu's family, Du Fu was born in Xiangyang and moved to Gongxian County, Henan Province. Great-grandfather followed the art and finally made his position. Zu Shen Yan, the last member of the catering department, has his own biography. When my father is free, he will eventually serve heaven.
Fu Tianbao should be a scholar at first. At the end of Tianbao, "three gifts" were presented. Xuanzong, curious, called for a trial essay and awarded Jingzhao the prefect Cao to join the army. In fifteen years, Lushan was trapped in the capital, and Su Zong surrendered Lingwu. Just fled to Hexi from Shijing Night, lived in Pengyuan County, and worshipped the right to collect bones. When you are dressed in clothes, charitable, and prime minister, ask yourself to be a thief, and the emperor will agree. That year 10, the soldiers were obliquely defeated by Chen Tao. Next spring, I will say goodbye. It's not appropriate to dismiss a person who is just careless and talented. When Su Zong was angry, he was dismissed as the secretariat, and just joined the army as the Four Duke of Huazhou. When Guanji was in chaos, food in the valley was expensive and he lived in Tonggu County, Chengzhou. His salary is paid by himself, and his children are starving. For a long time, it was called filling Zhao Jingfu's meritorious deeds.
In the winter of the second year of Shang Yuan, Huang Men and Zheng Guogong, assistant ministers of Yanwu Town, played as ministers of the Ministry of Industry and gave flying fish bags. Both Wu and Fu are old and have long treatment. Just arrogant, reckless, arrogant. Taste the martial arts drunken bed and stare at wuyue: "Yan Ting has this son!" "Although martial arts is very violent, they are not embarrassed. I just planted bamboo and trees in Huanhua, Chengdu, built a house and slept by the river, drinking and chanting, and swinging with the fields. Yanwu, sometimes not a crown, is a proud birthday. In the summer of the first year of Yongtai, he became a soldier and was helpless. However, Chengdu, the town of Daiwu, Guo Yingai and the British soldiers were rude and incompetent, so they traveled to Sichuan according to high standards. When you come, it's appropriate to die. It was the age when Cui Ning killed Yingwa and Yang Zilin attacked Xichuan, causing chaos in Shu. It's just that he followed his family to avoid the chaos of Jing and Chu, and took a boat down the gorge. It was not the chaos of the boat and Jiangling, but he went back along the Hunan River, traveled to Hengshan Mountain and lived in Leiyang. I just tasted the Yue Temple, but I was blocked by the raging water and couldn't eat for ten days. Nie Lingzhi from Leiyang got off the boat and returned. In the second year of Yongtai, he spit beef and white wine and died in Leiyang overnight at the age of 59.
Zi Zongwu lived in Huxiang and died. Yuan Hezhong, the son of Zongwu, moved to Leiyang and was buried in front of shouyangshan in the northwest of Yanshi County. (Excerpted from Old Tang Book? Du Fu Biography)
Translation:
Du Fu, with beautiful words, was originally from Xiangyang and later moved to Gongxian County, Henan Province. Great-grandfather Du, the official position finally went to Gong County as a county magistrate. Grandfather Du, the official position finally went to Yuanwailang in the food and beverage department, and had a biography. Father Du Xian, the official position finally arrived at the county magistrate of Fengtian County.
Du Fu failed to get into Jinshi in Tianbao's early years. At the end of Tianbao, I presented three gifts of my own-Fu. Xuanzong thought this poem was very well written, so he asked him to take the composition test and sealed him as a soldier Cao of Jingzhao House. In the fifteenth year of Tianbao, An Lushan captured the capital, and Su Zong recruited soldiers in Lingwu. Du Fu fled from Beijing to Hexi area at night, and met Su Zong in Pengyuan County, where he was named the right addendum. Fang Yi had a good relationship with Du Fu in civilian times. At that time, Fang Yi served as prime minister and asked Su Zong to personally lead the army to fight traitors. The emperor allowed him. In October this year, Fang's army was defeated. The following spring, Yan was dismissed as prime minister. Du Fu said that Gui Fang is still talented and should not be deleted. Su Zong was furious, and he was sent down to the secretariat, driving Du Fu out of Beijing and joining the army as a senior official in Zhongzhou. At that time, Beijing was in turmoil, and food suddenly became very expensive. Du Fu lived in Tonggu County, Chengzhou, and had to carry firewood to collect oak chestnuts. Several children starved to death. After a while, he was recalled as a Gongcao of Jingzhao House.
In the winter of the second year of Shang Yuan, assistant minister Huang Men and Yanwu Zheng Guogong guarded Chengdu, told the emperor that Du Fu was appointed as the staff officer of our time and Yuan Wailang of Shangshu Industry Department, and gave him a fish bag. Yanwu and Du Fu are family friends, and they are very kind to Du Fu. However, Du Fu was narrow-minded and impetuous, with little tolerance, and indulged himself with kindness. Once I got drunk and boarded the sofa in Yanwu, staring at Yanwu and saying, "Your father Yan Ting has a son like you!" Although Yanwu is impatient and violent, he doesn't think he is disobedient. Du Fu planted bamboo in Huanhua Village, Chengdu, built a house with the Yangtze River under his pillow, drank and sang, and hung out in the fields with some rude husbands. Yanwu went to visit him, and sometimes he didn't wear an official hat. He is so arrogant and careless. In the summer of the first year of Yongtai, Yanwu died and Du Fu was helpless. When he arrived in Guo Yingai to guard Chengdu instead of Yanwu, Yingying was a soldier. He was very rude. Du Fu couldn't visit him, so he went to Shu Dong to be with Gao Shi. When he arrived, Gao Shi died. This year, Cui Ning killed Yingwa, Yang Zilin captured surprisingly, and Shu was in chaos. Du Fu took his family to Jingchu area to escape the war and went down to the Three Gorges by boat, but Jiangling was in turmoil before landing, so he went upstream along the Xiangjiang River, traveled to Hengshan and lived in Leiyang. Du Fu once played in Yuemiao Temple in Leiyang, but he was blocked by the flood and could not eat for more than ten days. Nie Ling of Leiyang learned the news and rowed a boat to welcome Du Fu back. In the second year of Yongtai, Du Fu ate beef liquor and died overnight in Leiyang at the age of 59.
Du Fu's son, Zong Wu, lived in Hu and Xiang and died. During the Yuanhe period, the son of Zongwu inherited the business, moved Du Fu's coffin out of Leiyang and buried it in front of shouyangshan in the northwest of Yanshi County.
7. I miss my old friend's article, Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi". After ten years of life and death, I will never forget it.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.
A piece of paper leaves sorrow, so an old friend sighs: flowers hide the moon, the color of spring and autumn fades, looking at thousands of willows, worrying about flowers falling outside. Lazy makeup eyebrows.
You don't know when your heart will break until you have frosted flowers. Put away the bronze mirror on the table, and Hao Yue reflected the peach cheeks.
Pears fall on the heavy door, curtains hang down, endless desolation. Su Jin condensed smoke, missed a few degrees, and peeped at the east wind.
The temples are cold, and the solitary curtain is cold early. If the Committee is indifferent, it will be deducted.
A piece of paper leaves a wound and an old friend sighs. Sigh all the prosperity, don't love yesterday.
The clothes are worn out, the west wind is exhausted, and the sick yellow flowers are sparse. Recalling Qin Sang, the city was deserted, stepping on a horse.
Clearly stained with tears, but scattered a few wisps of fragrance. Sigh with low eyes, Tinker's old environment remains the same, the screen is wrong, but it is ironic.
Cascade dripping, sandalwood still exists, and the dust is old. Looking back, three lives were robbed.
Whoever likes it in the new year will waste the railing. Draw a corner, cry and sing a song.
Willow blowing Hu Yuequ staccato, romantic dream. Ten miles offshore, a thousand worries in the account.
I am looking forward to this time, I am lonely and empty.