Dongting grass, near the Mid-Autumn Festival, is even less charming. Jade Sword Qiongtian covers 30,000 hectares and gives me a boat.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the shadow of the Ming River is clear both inside and outside. The bright moon and the bright galaxy reflect their posture in this vast jade scene, and the water surface is bright and clear.
It should be that I miss Linghai for many years, and I am alone, and my courage is ice and snow. Short hair, small sleeves, cold, steady and wide.
Do your best to suck the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou carefully, and make Vientiane a guest. I wonder what night it will be.
"Bird Song Stream" Tang
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
-Only when people are refreshed, calm and quiet, sitting alone in an empty mountain, blending with the mountain, the tree, the flower and the night in Na Yue, and reaching the state of forgetting each other, can they appreciate the subtle voice of osmanthus leaves and smell the faint fragrance of flowers it emits.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. (Tao Yuanming, "Drinking"
Nature makes people, and contracts become reality. (Yuan Mei's "Xiajiang Temple Flying Pavilion"
The mind is condensed and released, blending with everything. (Liu Zongyuan's Travel Notes at the Beginning of Xishan Banquet)
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. (Li Bai's "Drinking the Moon Alone")
2. "Wandering between gods and things" and "forgetting things and forgetting me" are two consecutive poems, full of deep feelings of laughing at me, born early. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river. (Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia")
About the author:
Su Shi (1037 ~110/) was born in Meishan, Northern Song Dynasty. He is a famous writer, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. He is knowledgeable and versatile, and has high attainments in calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose. His calligraphy is called "Song Sijia" with Cai Xiang, Huang Tingjian and Mi Fei; He is good at painting bamboo and strange stones, and also has outstanding opinions on painting theory and calligraphy theory. He is a literary leader after Ouyang Xiu in the Northern Song Dynasty, and his prose is as famous as Ouyang Xiu. Poetry is like the name of Huang Tingjian; His words are magnificent and bold, and his words are graceful and restrained. Known as "Su Xin" with Xin Qiji in the Southern Song Dynasty, * * * is an uninhibited poet.
original text
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
translate
The Yangtze River flows eastward. For thousands of years, all talented heroes have been washed away by the waves rolling along the Yangtze River.
On the west side of the old camp, people said: This is the Red Cliff where Zhou Lang defeated Cao Bing in the Three Kingdoms.
The steep and uneven rock wall goes straight into the sky, crashing on the shore and rolling up a thousand layers of snow-like waves.
The country of the motherland, how many heroes there should be in that period!
Just imagine, Zhou Gongjin and Xiao Qiao just got married, but Zhou Gongjin is imposing.
Feather fan in hand and blue silk headscarf on head, Cao Cao's countless warships burned to ashes in smoke and fire amid laughter.
Wandering in the battlefield of the old country (Three Kingdoms), you should laugh at me for being too sentimental and giving birth to white hair prematurely.
A person's life is like a big dream, so give a glass of wine to the bright moon on the river and get drunk with me!