Author Xin Qiji? Song dynasty
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded.
Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder.
It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
Translation:
In the drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to the camp and blew the horn one by one. Distribute roast beef to subordinates, and the band will play northern Xinjiang songs. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield. Horses run like horses, bows and arrows thunder. (a) bent on completing the great cause of recovering the territory for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poverty has become a white-haired man!
Like a dream, it suddenly rained and blew last night.
Author Li Qingzhao? Song dynasty
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So she asked the maid who was rolling shutters what was going on outside, and she said that the begonia flowers were still the same as yesterday. You know, you know, this season should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.
3. partridge osmanthus
Author Li Qingzhao? Song dynasty
A dull and light corpus luteum is soft. Love is gone, only fragrance remains.
Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower
Ding Mei is jealous, but Ju should be ashamed. Draw an aperture to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival.
A poet can be heartless in thought, but he got nothing in those days.
Pale yellow osmanthus is not bright, but its posture is light. In a quiet place, it is unobtrusive, leaving only a fragrance. Don't need the ruby color of famous flowers. Osmanthus fragrans is light and fragrant, which should be the best. Plum blossom must be jealous of it, which is enough to make the late chrysanthemum feel shy. Osmanthus fragrans is the first flower in autumn, which is natural.
Unfortunately, Qu Yuan didn't know much about osmanthus, so he didn't like it. Otherwise, he praised so many flowers in Li Sao, why didn't he mention osmanthus? 4. Nanxiangzi Deng Jingkou Gu Beiting is pregnant.
Author Xin Qiji? Song dynasty
Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building.
How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast.
Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.
Where can I see the Central Plains? In the north of the Drum Tower, there are beautiful scenery everywhere. How many countries have risen and fallen since ancient times? I didn't know that the past was continuous, like the endless Yangtze River.
When he was young, Sun Quan became the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces. He can occupy the southeast, persist in the war of resistance and never bow to the enemy. Who is Sun Quan's opponent? Only Cao Cao and Liu Bei. The son born should be like Sun Quan.
5, Bodhisattva Man, it is already half a winter during the day.
Author Nalan Xingde? Ching Dynasty
It's already half winter in the daytime, so it's time to untie the saddle.
It's so sad that the ice is integrated with the river.
The burn marks are far away, and the city bulges high.
Tomorrow is near Chang 'an, and guests are worried.
The wind swept across the earth. It's already halfway through winter. Take off the saddle and stop for a while. It's dusk and crows are flying around. The Yellow River has frozen into pieces, just like endless worries. Looking around, there are only traces of wildfire. On the high tower, drums and horns are everywhere. I will arrive in Beijing tomorrow, but the wanderer's mind is endless.