1, Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou" in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Translation:
I spent twenty-three years in the desolate places of Bashan and Chushui. Missing an old friend, reciting Xiao Fu in vain, and returning home for a long time is not the past.
There are thousands of ships passing by the sunken ship, but there is also a struggle for spring in front of the sick tree. After listening to the poem you recited to me today, I will cheer up with this glass of wine for the time being.
2. Self-dispatch of Luo Yin in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
A person has a chance to sing, otherwise, it is stopped, and sadness and hatred are completely ignored.
If you get drunk today, you will worry about your troubles tomorrow.
Translation:
Sing or give up at the first opportunity, and be happy when you completely ignore your own sadness.
I'm drunk after drinking today, and I'll worry tomorrow if I have something on my mind.
3. Land Tour in Shanxi Village in Song Dynasty
Original text:
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Translation:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. On Fengshou Island, there are many dishes for guests to enjoy. The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs. In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
4. Three Poems of it is hard to go by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty (I).
Original text:
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
A hard journey is a hard journey and a hard road. Where is Ann now? One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Translation:
The wine in the golden cup 1000 yuan a barrel, and the food in the jade plate 10000 yuan. But my anxiety made me put down a glass of chopsticks and refused to eat. Pulled out his sword and looked around, feeling at a loss.
To cross the Yellow River, frozen rivers. If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the mountains are covered with snow. Recalling that year, when I was fishing in Panxi, I met a talented King Wen. Yi Yin is employed by Shang Tang.
How difficult is the road to life, how difficult it is, and where is the real avenue? I firmly believe that the time will come, when I will sail and cross the blue sea and blue sky.
5. Su Shi's Ding Feng Bo, Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest in the Song Dynasty.
Original text:
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
Translation:
Don't be afraid of the sound of wind and rain in the Woods, why not let go of your throat and sing leisurely. Dragging sandals with bamboo poles is lighter than riding a horse. This is a trivial matter. What's to be afraid of? Put on a hemp fiber and let the lake and the sea spend their lives.
The cold spring breeze woke me up and I felt a little cold. Looking back at the sunset on the mountain, I smiled. Looking back at the rainy scene, I went home whether it was raining or sunny.