Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. ?
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. ?
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. ?
So I left my message to the moon and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream? .
Translation:
A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth. All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night. Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night. I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.
2.moonlit night
Tang Dufu?
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. ?
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. ?
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. ?
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . ?
Translation:
Tonight, the moon in Zhangzhou must be equally clear and round. When you miss your wife in the boudoir, you can only watch it alone. Poor little child, how can you feel the sadness of missing? Hazy, perhaps wet his wife's sideburns; The cold moonlight should reflect the cold jade arm of his wife. When can we meet again and enjoy the moon by leaning against the thin curtain? It is a certain moonlight, let the moonlight dry our tears silently.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don du fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle? A wild goose sings in autumn.
Does he know that the dew tonight will be frost? How bright the moonlight is at home! .
Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered? What does life without you mean to me? .
But what if something goes wrong with peacetime letters? What can I expect during the war? .
Translation:
The drums on the garrison building cut off people's communication. In autumn, a lonely goose is singing. Starting from tonight, I entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon in my hometown is still the brightest. Brothers are scattered, and life and death are homeless. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, not to mention frequent wars.
4、? What spring looks like.
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
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