1, look at the sea
Han Dynasty: Cao Cao
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Translation:
To the east, climb the high Jieshi Mountain and enjoy the boundless sea.
How vast the sea is, and the islands in the sea are towering.
Surrounded by lush trees and flowers.
The bleak wind came, the vegetation shook, and the waves in the sea surged.
The sun and the moon rise and set, as if from this vast ocean.
The bright stars in the Milky Way also seem to emerge from the embrace of the sea.
Oh, I'm so happy! I just use poetry to express my inner ambition.
2, the fisherman is proud, and the bottom of the flower suddenly smells two paddles.
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Suddenly there were two paddles at the bottom of the flower. Wandering around with a date looking for a visit. The wine lamp rotates the lotus leaf. Lotus boat swings. There are red waves in the lamp from time to time.
Flowers, wine, and wine are fragrant. Cheeks are flushed with wine. Get drunk and sleep in the shade. Startled up. The bow pavilion is on the beach.
Translation:
Under the lotus, I suddenly heard the sound of sculling water. Soon, a group of girlfriends came to me. Take off the lotus as a wine glass, and the lotus boat ripples in the lotus pond. Pink lotus flowers are reflected in the wine, and red waves are constantly turning in the cup.
Fresh lotus fragrance and mellow wine flavor are mixed together; Pink lotus and pink face reflect the jar of wine together. Between the green lotus leaves, I just lie down when I am drunk. I woke up and looked up, and the bow was stranded on the beach.
3. Visit the beneficiary, Master Lan Ruo.
Song Dynasty: Yan Yu
Looking for violet rain alone and crossing the white sand beach.
All the way into the scattered snow, several peaks are cold.
Monks in the mountains like tourists, and pavilions are for people to see.
After singing, the clothes are brushed away, and the bell stays outside the cloud.
Translation:
I went to visit the Shang Yi Temple alone, and passed a clean beach on my way.
A path extends to the depths of the snow-covered pine forest, and several peaks are faintly cold in the sunset.
The monk greeted me happily and took me around the Buddha Pavilion in the forest to have a good time.
I brushed my clothes to say goodbye to the poem, and the bell behind me came intermittently and finally disappeared into the clouds.