15 short poems by Su Dongpo

1. "Begonia"

The east wind is full of light,

The fragrant mist is covered with moonlight in the corridor.

I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate my red makeup.

2. "To Liu Jingwen"

There is no rain cover when the lotus is gone,

The chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches.

You must remember the good times of the year,

It is the most orange-yellow-orange-green time.

3. "Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong"

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo,

A duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short,

It is the time when the pufferfish is about to come.

4. "Inscription on the West Forest Wall"

It looks like a ridge on the side and a peak on the side.

The height is different from near to far.

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu,

It’s just because I am in this mountain.

5. "Drinking on the Lake after the First Sunny and the Rain"

The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West,

it is always better to wear light makeup and heavy makeup.

6. "Yangguan Song"

The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness,

The silver man turns the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long.

Where can I see the bright moon next year?

7. "First Arrival in Huangzhou"

I laugh at myself for having been busy with my mouth all my life, but my career has turned ridiculous as I grow older.

As the Yangtze River flows around Guo, you will know the beauty of the fish, and the mountains with good bamboos will feel the fragrance of bamboo shoots.

When chasing guests, you might as well hire someone outside. The example of the poet is Shui Cao Lang.

It's just shameful that it can't help anything, it's still a waste of money for the officials.

8. "Heavy Rain in Youmeitang"

There was a thunder under the feet of the tourists, and the crowd was filled with stubborn clouds that could not be cleared away.

The sky is dark and the wind is blowing across the sea, and flying rain is coming across the river from eastern Zhejiang.

The golden statue is very shining, and thousands of sticks are beating the drums.

Arouse the banished fairy spring to sprinkle the noodles, and pour the shark room to pour out the roses.

9. "The Resentment of Zhaojun"

Who created Huan Yi's Three Nongs, shocking the dream in the green window?

The new moon and the mist of sorrow fill the sky over the river.

I want to go but still don’t want to go, the sun will set tomorrow.

The flying catkins send the boat off, and the water flows eastward.

10. "Businessman"

The missing moon and the sparse paulownia hanging on it make one still at first.

Who sees lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.

When you start, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred.

I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live on them, and the lonely sandbank was cold.

11. "Huanxi Sand"

At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sand road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the rain is wailing at dusk.

Who knows that there will be no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still reach the west, and there will be no gray hair singing yellow chicken.

12. "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

The flowers have faded to red, green and small apricots. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people.

There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world!

There are swings in the wall and paths outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall smile.

The laughter gradually disappeared and became quieter, but the passionate one was annoyed by the ruthlessness.

13. "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River·Transcendent Stage Work"

The spring is not old yet, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting.

Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers. Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.

After eating cold food, I will wake up and sigh.

Don’t miss your old friends and your homeland, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.

14. "Jiang Chengzi·Remembering Dreams"

Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.

Thousands of miles away from the lonely tomb, there is no place to speak of desolation.

Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window.

We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

15. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"

When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places.

Dancing to clear the shadows, how does it seem to be in the human world?

Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the door, and the light will make you sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.

I wish you a long life and a long life.