1, "Jiang remembers dreams on the 20th day of the first month"
Song? Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
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It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget each other after all.
Thousands of miles away, that lonely grave has nowhere to pour out its sadness to you.
Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I am covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I dreamed of going back to my hometown, and you were dressing in front of the cabin window.
You and I are silent and sad, only tears flow thousands of lines.
It is expected that the place where I missed her in the past was on the short Songshan Mountain on a bright moon night.
2. "Two Poems by Shen Yuan"
Song luyou
On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the non-pool platform in the garden is revived.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
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The voice on the wall seems to be mourning, and Shen Garden is no longer the original pavilion.
Under that sad bridge, the spring water is still green. I have seen her beautiful silhouette here.
She has been dead for more than forty years, and I never dream of seeing her. The willow in Shenyuan is as old as me.
Even Liu Mian is gone. I'm seventy years old and dying. I still came here to mourn, and tears fell.
3. Chang 'an Tomb-Sweeping Day
Tangweizhuang
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.
At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.
Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.
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All of a sudden, it's already spring rain, green grass and beautiful. The palace gave the ministers a new fire, and the ministers did nothing but play cuju.
On the road, horses are barking, and swings are flying up and down among the green poplars. Tourists still remember the prosperous times of the past, and the scenery in front of them is almost the same as in the past, so they can't help but be happy.
Extended data:
The Creative Background of Jiang's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month"