Those immortal poems that are not popular but are stunning at first glance

Those immortal poems that are not popular but are stunning at first glance

The courtyard is filled with the east wind, begonias are spread on the embroidery, and pear blossoms are falling in the snow. Song Cai Shen's "Green Willows·Several Sounds/"

Translation The east wind blows across the courtyard, the falling begonia flowers are like a brocade paving the ground, and the scattered pear blossoms are like falling white snow.

This time, no one in the world can cut off the traces of sorrow in my heart. Huang Xiaomai of the Song Dynasty, "The Night Moon in Hunan Spring, Near the Qingming Festival"

Translation: This scene is really sad. I have searched the world and can't find the scissors that can cut off the sadness in my heart. shear.

How many times can we meet again in this life and laugh for hundreds of years? Song He Menggui's "Taking Fish: Remembering Where Everyone Is in Time"

The translation details the encounters in the world, how many joys can there be in hundreds of years?

Touching Su Yue, the world has been admiring it for thousands of years. Song Xin Qiji's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"

Translation: I caressed the bright moon with my hand, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed in this world.

Calligraphy and painting are like a boat of smoke outside the moon, and a person in the mirror ten miles away from the lake and mountains. Qing Yuan Mei's "Suiyuan Poems"

The translation was done on the boat with the calligraphy and painting, looking at the fireworks and the moon in the world, the water surface was like a mirror, and the ten-mile lake reflected the mountains and myself. For a moment, I didn't know whether I was in a fairyland or a fairyland. In the human world.

A boat full of autumn colors spreads across the lake for ten miles. Song Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Moon on the West River·Under the Wind-blocking Peak"

The translation carries a boat full of autumn colors, sailing on the vast and flat river. The boat was blocked by wind and waves, and the breeze blew up the waves and made them shine.

There are gods from the upper realm who come and go on the wind and ask me for my safety. Qing Hongliangji's "Magnolia Slowly Views of Taihu Lake"

The translation has an immortal from the upper world floating down in the wind to greet me.