Vernacular translation: The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for leaving in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
2, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world at this time. 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. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. -From the Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: a bright moon rises in the vast sea, and at this time 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.
Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know? —— From the Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Tears and Dew"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Last night, the west wind was fierce and the green trees withered. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover. But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where my sweetheart is.
4. When will Acacia meet? Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Poems"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I look forward to meeting again, but I don't know when. At this time, on such a night, the dream of lovesickness is hard to come true. Walking into the door of acacia, I know the pain of acacia, the eternal memory of acacia, but the short-lived acacia is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning.
5. When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air. It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving. ? Adjust the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, they sang partridge words together. It's windy and rainy now, and I cry when I can't hear the song clearly. -From Song Zhou Zizhi's Partridge Day, When a little residual red is about to run out.
I kept a residual lamp alone. It almost burned out. It just started to get cold, and the autumn wind filled the curtains and screens. In the middle of the night, the rain drops on the buttonwood, and every leaf makes a sound, which is the sad sound of parting.
At that time, she and I were teasing each other, stirring the warm fragrance of the submerged water in the furnace, and singing "Partridge Ci" in chorus. How happy we are. Now, lonely in this west building, on this stormy night, it's hard to stop crying if you don't hear this song clearly.