"Winter Night Reading Shows Ziyu" Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The ancients spared no effort in learning, and their skills were only achieved when they were young and old. What I have learned on paper is ultimately shallow, and I know that I have to do it in detail.
"Book of Painting the Land" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
Ouyang Xiu, courtesy name Yongshu, was from Luling. He was orphaned at the age of four. His mother, Zheng, took an oath to observe the law and teach him personally. His family was poor, so he studied calligraphy with Dihua. You are so smart that you can read books and recite them frequently. As soon as it reaches the crown, there is a sound. When he first started cultivating in Chuzhou, he was named Drunken Old Man, and later he was renamed Liuyi Jushi. He has a strong natural talent and is brave enough to do what is right. Although opportunities are ahead of him, he ignores them. Exile and wandering, as long as it is repeated again and again, the ambition is self-sufficient.
"Farewell to Dong Chuan" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
His career was wrapped in rough cloth, and he was full of poetry and calligraphy. I am tired of accompanying the old Confucian to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. I don't have enough money to look for a virgin horse, and my eyes are wandering looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law. The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.
"Reflections on Reading" Zhu Xi of the Southern Song Dynasty
A half-acre square pond opens up, and the skylight and cloud shadows linger. Ask him how clear he is? Come for living water from a source.
"Poem to Encourage Learning" by Yan Zhenqing of the Tang Dynasty
It is the time for men to study when the lights are on at three o'clock and the chickens are on at five o'clock. Black-haired people don't know how to study hard early, and white-haired people regret studying late.
"Qingming" Wang Yucheng of the Song Dynasty
After spending Qingming without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk. Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp.
"Two Poems from Bailu Cave·Part 1" by Wang Zhenbai of the Tang Dynasty
I am already deep in spring when I am reading, every inch of time is worth every inch of gold. The Taoist is not here to make people laugh, Zhou Qing and Kong Sizheng are pursuing it.
"Twenty-Two Rhymes from Wei Zuocheng" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
If a dandy does not starve to death, he will miss his body if he has many scholarly titles. My father-in-law, please listen quietly. I, my dear, please tell me. When I was young, I used to visit state guests early in my life. I have read hundreds of thousands of books and written like a god. The poems praise the heroes and enemies, and the poems look at the children and establish a close relationship. Li Yong wanted to know his friends, and Wang Han wanted to tell his neighbors. He claims to be very forward and immediately ascends to the important road. To the kings Yao and Shun, and to make customs pure. This meaning is actually depressed, and the singing is not hidden. Riding a donkey for thirteen years, traveling in Beijing and China. In the morning, I will buckle the door of rich people, and in the evening, I will follow the fat horse dust. Broken cups and cold dishes are full of sadness and bitterness everywhere. The Lord saw the sign in an instant, and he was eager to stretch out. But Qing Ming drooped his wings and kicked without any vertical scales. I feel ashamed that my father-in-law is kind, but I know that my father-in-law is true. Every time I send it to hundreds of officials, I will write a new verse of obscene praise. The public is happy to steal the tribute, but it is difficult to accept the poor. How can one be disheartened and just walk around in a daze? Now I want to go east to the sea, and I am about to go west to Qin. I still pity Zhongnan Mountain and look back to Qing Weibin. I often plan to report a meal, but Kuanghuai resigned from the minister.
If the white gull is not powerful, who can tame it thousands of miles away?