1. Bai Juyi, the author of "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland", Tang Dynasty
The grass grows in Liliyuan, and it withers and grows every year.
The wildfire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and the love was full of farewell. Vernacular interpretation:
The long grass on the plain is so luxuriant. Every autumn and winter, it dries up and becomes yellow in spring. The color of the grass is thick.
The ruthless wildfires can only burn away the dry leaves, but the spring breeze blows the earth green again.
Weeds and wildflowers are spreading and submerging the ancient road. Under the bright sun, the end of the grassland is your journey.
Once again I bid farewell to a close friend, and the lush green grass represents my deep affection.
2. Zheng Xie, the author of "Bamboo and Stone", was born in the Qing Dynasty
He insisted that the green mountains would not relax, and his roots would be in the broken rocks.
After countless hardships, I am still strong, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south. Vernacular meaning:
It is a person who clings tightly to the green mountains without letting go, originally deeply rooted in the crevices of the rocks.
My body and bones are still strong despite countless blows, no matter how strong the wind blows from east to west, north and south.
3. Wang Anshi, the author of "Plum Blossoms"? Song Dynasty
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming. Vernacular interpretation:
The few plum blossoms in the corner bloomed alone despite the severe cold.
Why do you know from a distance that the white plum blossoms are not snow? Because there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
4. Tang Yin, author of "Painting Chicken", Dynasty and Ming Dynasty
The red crown on the head does not need to be cut off, and the future will be covered with snow.
I dare not speak softly in my life. Thousands of houses will be opened at once. Vernacular interpretation:
The bright red hat on its head is like a blooming red flower. It does not need to be cut. It is a white chicken, so it walks over with its body covered with snow.
It never dared to speak casually in its life, but once it shouted, thousands of houses would open their doors and windows.
5. He Zhizhang, the author of "Ode to the Willow"? Tang Dynasty
The jasper made up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Vernacular interpretation:
The tall willow trees are covered with new green leaves, and the soft willow branches hang down, like thousands of gently fluttering green ribbons.
Whose skillful hands cut these thin young leaves? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February, like a pair of dexterous scissors.