Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Li Yue
Mulberry leaves and leafless smoke come from the soil, and flute pipes welcome Longshui Temple. ?
Watching songs and dances in Zhumen, I am afraid that the spring sounds will swallow the strings.
Translation:
After a long drought and no rain, mulberry branches can't grow leaves, the ground is extremely dry and dusty, and the land seems to be burning; In front of the Longwang Temple, people beat gongs and drums and prayed for rain from the Longwang.
Rich people watch songs and dances everywhere, but they are afraid that the rainy weather in spring will get the orchestral instruments wet and they can't make a crisp and pleasant sound.
2. Wei Huang's slogan of praying for rain, the call from walking to the temple.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Liu Zongyuan
The sun is shining, and the good shepherd misses her.
The waning moon rides low, and the eggplant is full of flowers.
Chaike Road is a little poor and remote in the wild.
The cold current at Taniguchi is clean, and the ancient trees in Congci are sparse.
Burning incense in autumn is wet and foggy, and jade is at the beginning of dawn.
I am a sincere gift.
Huifeng still withers, and Yu Ling goes with the accessory.
As soon as the crime is not established, turn your face and take the simple book.
Translation:
Autumn drought delayed farming, and virtuous Wei made you miss the affected farmland.
Officials who led horseback riding rushed to Huangxi overnight, blowing eggplant pipes all the way, and the music resounded through the sky.
At the end of the mountain road where the woodcutter walked, he stopped and looked at the huts of villagers far away.
The stream at the exit of the valley is cool and clean, and the branches and leaves of ancient trees beside the Yellow Temple in the jungle are sparse.
In autumn, the wet fog burns incense, and the jade that has just been placed on the altar has broken dawn.
The voice of the wizard's prayer chirps like a warbler, and his pious expression is rich and superfluous.
After praying for rain, the warm wind still blows through the weeds. The satrap's chariots and horses left, believing that Huang Shen would give rain.
I am an official waiting for additional punishment and have no real job. I am ashamed of attachment when I receive the attached brief book.
3. When will there be a bright moon?
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. 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 and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
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.
Translation:
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I drank happily until the next morning, got drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days. Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth.
The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment against people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.
4. Zhou Song has a good year
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
In a good year, there are many crops, as well as high, trillion and crops. For wine, for ancestors. In order to negotiate a hundred gifts, blessings are all.
Translation:
In the harvest year, there are abundant grains and many tall granaries. Store hundreds of millions of new grains of rice and brew sweet and mellow wine for ancestors to taste. It is suitable for festivals, and it is auspicious to have a good fortune.
5. Daejeon, Xiaoya
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
There are many crops in the field, and planting and preparing are all things. I'm sorry, I carry nanmu on my back. Sow a hundred grains, both the court master and the great grandson.
Tough and good, not bad. It is harmless to get rid of its moths and pests. The ancestors of heaven have gods and fire feet.
The tide is rising, pray for rain. Rain is my public land, so I am private. He lost his childhood, he didn't gather his wealth, he inherited it, and he had the advantage of being a widow.
Great-grandson came to check with his wife and children. It is a pleasure to see every acre of land in the south. Come to worship, with its black, but its millet. It was built to sacrifice it, not to do great things.
Translation:
The vast fields will begin to plant crops, and farmers are busy selecting and repairing farm tools. When all the preparations were ready, I went to the field with a sharp shovel. I started from the land in the north-south ridge and planted miscellaneous grains of rice, wheat, millet and millet. The crops grow straight and strong, and the great-grandson looks happy and slightly gratified.
The seedlings began to germinate and entered the filling stage, and soon the seeds hardened and matured, and there were no grass and weeds in the field. Farmers drive away herbivores, leaf-eating animals, insects that bite roots and knots, and don't teach pests to hurt my delicate Xin Wei! Pray for the God of Agriculture to have mercy and burn the pests!
High in the sky, thick clouds floated all over the mountain, and light rain dripped like crispy cheese. Irrigate my master's public land first, and then irrigate our serf's private land. There are uncut shoots and unbuttoned straw. There are bundles of wheat left behind, and many ears are missed here: they have become treasures in the hands of the lonely old woman.
Zhou Wang took his wife and belt to visit the fields and chat with farmers. When the small official in charge of agriculture sent rice to the field head in the direction of the north-south ridge, he beamed with joy. Zhou Wang personally came to worship respectfully, offering sacrifices to red bull and black pig, and offering sacrifices to grains, millet, millet, wheat and rice. Devout sacrifices, offer offerings and burn incense, and pray for God to lower the position of Dafulu.