1. A trip to the mountains in late autumn
Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen
A tired horse lies on the Changban, and the sun sets over Tianjin.
The mountain breeze blew through the empty forest, rustling as if there were people.
Cangminji has cool rain, and there is no flying dust on the stone road.
Thousands of thoughts gather in the twilight festival, and thousands of people feel sad.
The wormwood sounded last night, and the grasses are already old.
Being a traveler, it is naturally a lot of hardship.
Translation
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had already set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blows into the empty woods, and the leaves rustle, as if someone has entered the forest. Cold rain fell from the vast sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone road. Thousands of thoughts appeared in my mind in this evening, and the voices of all things screamed in the bleak morning.
The wormwood was still singing last night, but the grass has begun to wither. What's more, as a foreigner traveling far away, I will naturally have a lot of hardships.
2. Inscription on the West Forest Wall
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Viewed horizontally, it forms a ridge and peaks 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
Looking at the rolling hills and towering peaks of Mount Lu from the front and side, looking at Mount Lu from a distance, from near, from high and low, you can see that Mount Lu shows various different appearances. .
The reason why I cannot recognize the true face of Mount Lu is because I am in Mount Lu.
3. Ding Fengbo·Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
On March 7, it rained on the Shahu Road. The rain gear went away first, and everyone in the group was in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I wrote this word for it.
Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
Translation
On March 7, it was raining on Shahu Road. The servant holding the rain gear had left earlier. Everyone who was traveling with me felt very embarrassed, except for me. I think so. After a while, the sky cleared up, so I composed this poem.
Don’t pay attention to the sound of rain beating leaves through the forest. You might as well walk leisurely while chanting and whistling. Bamboo sticks and straw sandals are more agile than riding horses, so what's so scary? Wearing a raincoat and letting the wind blow and rain, I still live my life.
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. Look back at the place where you encountered wind and rain, and go back. To me, it doesn’t matter whether it’s wind or rain, or whether it’s sunny.
4. Meeting happily·The forest flowers have faded the spring blossoms
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
The forest flowers have faded the spring blossoms in a hurry. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water. (One work of Xiangliu: Keeping People)
Translation
The red flowers in the woods have withered, and the flowers have bloomed and fallen. It has only been a few hours, but it was really too hasty. There is nothing we can do. How can the flowers withstand the desolation of the wind, cold rain and rain day and night?
The red flowers falling all over the ground were soaked by the rain, like the rouge on the cheeks of a beautiful woman flowing with tears. Hua'er and Lianhuaren miss each other like crazy. When can they meet again? There are always too many resentful things in life, just like the river passing eastward, endless and never-ending.
5. Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
As the beauty of April in the world ends, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. ?
Eternal regret has no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn.
Translation
In April in the human world, all the flowers have withered, but the peach blossoms in the ancient temples on the mountains have just begun to bloom.
I often regret that spring has passed away and has nowhere to be found, but I don’t know that it has moved here.