Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Author: Ye Mengde Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The fallen flowers have danced before the style, and the yellow rain has been sent. Xiao Lai's courtyard is half red, but the sky is clear, with a thousand feet of hair. Yin will join hands with you and she will drink more in her arms. Beauty doesn't have to gather moths' eyebrows, and I'm sentimental and helpless.
Translation:
Falling flowers have been dancing in the wind, and it is raining at dusk. In the early morning, half the yard was covered with residual red, and only spider silk was several thousands of feet long, floating and winding in the noble sky.
I warmly invited them to swim under the flowers, and frequently urged them to drink to enjoy this last spring. Beauty, please don't frown In the spring, the wine stopped and people dispersed. I was sentimental and didn't know how to get rid of my troubles.
2. Is Dance of Life a classical Chinese? Not classical Chinese, but modern Chinese and prose.
The original text is as follows:
Dance of life
As night fell, familiar and unfamiliar music came from the house across the hall, and the steps were tight and slow.
It's a disabled couple who just moved here. The man's feet are left behind, and the woman is dumb. When I saw them for the first time that day, I felt a feeling of pity: how difficult this life and this family should be! This is not to despise them. I think as a normal person, you should have a little such sympathy.
But the next fact surprised me. Their disabled friends came to the meeting after dark, and their music, dance and laughter came from the air. I can't see their faces, but I can feel their dancing as passionate as fire.
Faced with such a group of people, I feel that all the words in the world have become pale and inappropriate. Disabled people also love life and need music and dance. The explanation is so endless and ambiguous. Only dancing with fire is appropriate. Fire is dancing, and that kind of twisted dance is the expression of life tension of fire. The burning body sings in the dance of fire, the burning body is endless, and the dance of fire continues.
Familiar and unfamiliar music, like a firework, suddenly lit up the sky in my memory. Through the distant years, I once again saw the dance of life in another form: it was in a simple brick kiln, where I left my work thirty years ago. The youngest daughter of the kiln owner was only seven or eight years old and began to help adults. The little girl's clothes were patched, and she took on the hardships of life prematurely at the age of reading and playing games. At that time, I also looked at the little girl with pity eyes, but hard work turned into dancing on the little girl. She danced with tools without any sadness. She suddenly made me fall into meditation on life and asked: What is the essence of life? What makes life move forward in such a happy way?
It is not enough to explain with innocence, ignorance and optimism. God seems to deliberately arrange for me to watch two different forms of life dance. Life has put on a pair of red dancing shoes since birth. This is the essence of life, and it is also the reason why people can sing and be happy under any hardship.
The history of human life has gone through thousands of years, during which war, disaster, disease and death can't stop the dance of life. Brilliant temples appeared again and again on the ruins. After the disaster, mankind thrived from generation to generation. No fear, no pessimism, dancing and singing all the way through life, all because the essence of life is dancing.
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