1. "Snowy Plum Part 1" - Author Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty?
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
Translation?
Both plum blossoms and snowflakes think that they have all the beauty of spring, and neither one is willing to admit defeat. It is difficult to break a poet and write a critical article. To be fair, the plum blossoms make the snowflakes crystal white, but the snowflakes lose the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
2. "Heavy Night Snow"_Author Lu You Song Dynasty?
The north wind blows snow at the beginning of the fourth watch, Jiarui Tianjiao and the New Year's Eve.
Half of the lamp has been used to slaughter Su, and peach symbols are written on the grass in front of the lamp.
Translation?
At the beginning of the fourth watch, the north wind brings a heavy snow; this auspicious snow given to us by God arrives just on New Year’s Eve, which is a sign of the coming year. Good harvest. Before I could raise the cup half filled with Tusu wine to celebrate, I was still writing the peach charms to welcome the Spring Festival in cursive script under the lamp.
3. "I will enter the wine without you seeing it" - Author Li Bai Tang Dynasty
If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after spending all my money.
It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
A song with you, please listen to me.
The bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
Since ancient times, all the sages and sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights and banquets.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
Translation?
Can’t you see that the water of the Yellow River rushes from the sky, and the waves roll straight to the East China Sea, never to return. Can't you see that the elderly parents lamented their aging white hair in front of the mirror, and the black hair on their heads when they were young is now white as snow. When you are happy in life, you should indulge in joy and don't let this golden cup face the bright moon empty without wine.
Everyone’s birth must have its own value and meaning. Even if a thousand taels of gold (even if) are used up in one wave, it can still be obtained again. We cook sheep and slaughter cows for fun, and drinking three hundred cups at once (today) is not too much! Master Cen, Mr. Dan Qiusheng, please hurry up and drink. Don’t stop raising your glasses. Let me sing a song for you, and please listen carefully to me: How precious is the luxurious life of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas all day long? I just hope to live in a drunken dream and not want to wake up.
Since ancient times, sages have always been indifferent and lonely. Only those who know how to drink can leave a good reputation. Do you know the story of Chen Wang Cao Zhi's optimistic banquet in those days? There were thousands of wine fights and lavish drinking, so that the guests and hosts could enjoy themselves. Master, why do you say I don’t have much money? Just buy some wine and let us drink together. Those precious five-flowered horses and expensive fox furs, quickly ask the waiter to take them all and exchange them for fine wine. Let us work together to eliminate this endless eternal sorrow!
4. "Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgic" - Author Su Shi Song Dynasty?
The great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and there are romantic figures through the ages.
On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
Translation?
The water of the river is rolling and flowing eastward, sweeping away all the romantic figures of the ages. Heroes of the ages. To the west of the old fortress, people say it is the red cliff where Zhou Yu defeated Cao's army in the Three Kingdoms. Steep stone walls towered into the sky, thunderous waves crashed against the river bank, and the waves stirred up like thousands of piles of white snow. The majestic mountains and rivers were as beautiful as pictures, and many heroes emerged in one time.
Reminiscent of the time when Zhou Yu was so proud of his spring breeze. The peerless beauty Xiao Qiao had just married him, and he was full of heroism and heroic spirit. With a hand-held feather fan and a silk scarf on his head, he was joking and chatting calmly and casually, while 800,000 Cao Cao's troops were wiped out like ashes. Today, I am wandering around the battlefield of those years. It is ridiculous that I am sentimental and have prematurely gray hair. Life is like a dream, raise your wine glass to pay homage to this eternal bright moon.
5. "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany·Part 2" - Author Fan Chengda Song Dynasty?
The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflowers are sparse.
No one passes by the fence as the day progresses, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
Translation?
The plum trees turned golden and the apricots grew bigger and bigger; the buckwheat flowers were all white, while the rapeseed flowers looked sparse. As the day grows longer, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes; only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.