Those who have everything but can't give it to the world are happy to put it out of the mountains and rivers, and often find it strange to see insects, fish, vegetation, birds and animals. There are pent-up worries and anger, aroused by resentment and thorns, sighed by widows, and hard to say when writing about human feelings. The poorer you report, the more you work.
However, it is not poetry that can help the poor. The poor will have to work in the future. Make friends with Mei, make up for the lack of official support, be tired of being a scholar, and make a secretary.
Trapped in the county, where more than ten years. 50 years old, still writing books and helping others.
If you are depressed about what you have, you must not rush to see your career. His home is in Wanling, and he has been used to poetry since he was a child. His words surprised the elders.
Since it is long, let's learn from the theory of benevolence and righteousness of the Six Classics. Is an article, simple and pure, not used by the world. The world only knows his poems. However, when there is no virtuous fool, the poet must seek holiness.
Yu Sheng is also happy to write poems because of his unsuccessful people. So what he did all his life, especially in poetry.
It is well known to the world, but it has not been recommended to the above. Yesterday, Wang tasted it and sighed, "There has been no such thing for two hundred years! Although I have a deep understanding, I dare not recommend it.
If you are lucky enough to be used by the imperial court, it would be great to praise the merits of the Great Song Dynasty and recommend the Qing Palace, while recalling the authors of Shang, Zhou and Zhou Dynasties! How to make him old and frustrated is just a poor man's poem and a lament of insects and fish. I like my job, but I don't know how long I have been poor. I am getting old, so I don't hesitate! Yu Sheng has many poems, so he didn't organize himself.
His wife's brother and son Xie Jingchu are afraid of losing too much. He has brought ten volumes of what he has done since Luo Yang went to Xing Wu. I am addicted to Yu Sheng's poems, but I can't do all this. I like Xie's ability and I want to hide it.
In the next fifteen years, Yu Sheng died in the capital, and I cried and thought of it. Because I lived in his house, I got more than 1000 manuscripts, of which 677 were collected in the old collection and made 15 volumes. Oh! I am so meticulous in Yu Sheng's poetics that I no longer have a cloud.
Preface to Ouyang Xiu of Luling. I have heard people all over the world often say that poets have less pride of achievement and more pain.
Is that really the case? Probably because most of the poems handed down in the world are the works of ancient suffering people. Most literati who are full of talents and ambitions but can't display them in this world like to indulge in mountains and rivers.
Seeing insects, fish, vegetation, clouds, birds and animals, we often explore and study their strangeness; Their inner feelings of sadness, emotion and anger are all pinned on the works of resentment and satire, pouring out the lament of courtiers and widows, and writing out the feelings that people can't express. Probably the harder a poet is, the better his poems are.
In this way, it is not that writing poems can make people feel distressed, but that poets can only write good poems after they feel distressed. My friend Mei, who became a junior official because of her shady job when she was young, was recommended to take the Jinshi exam many times, but she was always suppressed by the examiner's office and spent more than ten years in the local area.
I'm 50 years old, and I have to rely on others to send me a letter of appointment as a clerk. I am trapped in my talent and wisdom, and I can't fully display it in my career.
My hometown is Wanling, and I studied poetry as a child. Writing poems from an early age surprised the elders. When I grew up, I learned the knowledge of the six classics of benevolence and righteousness. The article is simple and pure, and I don't want to please the world. The world only knows that he can write poems.
However, at that time, whether people were smart or stupid, it was inevitable to ask Yu Sheng for advice when talking about poetry. Yu Sheng also likes to vent his frustration through poetry, so he usually writes many poems.
The society has known him, but no one recommended him to the court. Once upon a time, Wang once saw his poems and sighed, "There have been no such works for two hundred years!" " Although I know him well, I still didn't recommend him.
If he was lucky enough to be appointed by the imperial court, wouldn't it be magnificent to write works like Ya and Song in the Book of Songs to praise the great achievements of the Song Dynasty and dedicate them to the ancestral temple, so that he could be compared with the authors such as Shang Yang, Zhu Xi and Zhu Xi? It's a pity that he is too old to succeed, so he can only write poems of fallen people and express his poor and melancholy sigh in vain on worms and fish. Isn't it worth lamenting that society only loves the ingenuity in his poems, but doesn't know that he will die of old age after long suffering? Yu Sheng has many poems, but he doesn't arrange them by himself.
His nephew Xie Jingchu was worried about too many lost works, so he selected his works from Luoyang to Xing Wu and compiled them into ten volumes. I used to like Yu Sheng's poems, and I'm afraid I can't get all of them. I'm glad that Xie can sort them out, so I preface them and keep them.
Since then, 15 years have passed. Yu Sheng died of illness in the capital. I have written an epitaph for him in tears, so I asked his family to get more than 1000 manuscripts, plus 677 particularly good ones, divided into 15 volumes. Ah, I have commented a lot on Yu Sheng's poems, so I won't go into details.
2. Reading answers and translation prefaces of Mei's poems, the original poems and prefaces of Mei's poems Ouyang Xiu (1) heard that poets are few and poor, how can they be rich? Most of the poets handed down from the world came from the words of the poor in ancient times.
Those who have everything but can't give it to the world are happy to put it out of the mountains and rivers, and often find it strange to see insects, fish, vegetation, birds and animals. There is pent-up sorrow and anger, which starts with resentment, sighs by ministers and writes human feelings; The poorer you build, the more you do.
However, it is not poetry that can help the poor. The poor will have to work in the future. (2) To be a friend of Mei, and less to be a collector of Yin, and to be a scholar in fatigue, and to suppress the division, I have been trapped in counties and counties for more than ten years.
At the age of 50, I still start writing books, helping others, and suppressing what I have stored, so I can't work hard in my career. His home is in Wanling, and he is used to poetry.
As a young man, his words surprised his elders. In the long run, I learned the theory of benevolence and righteousness of the Six Classics.
This is an article, simple and pure, only people in the world know it. However, when there is no virtuous fool, the poet must seek holiness; Yu Sheng is also happy to write poems because of his unsuccessful people.
So what he did all his life, especially in poetry. It is well known to the world, but it has not been recommended to the above.
Yesterday, Wang tasted it and sighed, "There has been no such thing for two hundred years!" Although I have a deep understanding, I dare not recommend it. Wouldn't it be great if it was used in the imperial court to praise the merits of the Great Song Dynasty and recommend the Qing Palace, while mourning the writers of Shang, Zhou and Zhou? Why does it make him old and frustrated, but it is a poor man's poem, just a sigh of the worm and fish? I like my job, but I don't know how long I have been poor. I am getting old, so I don't hesitate! (3) Because there are many poems by Yu Sheng, they are not self-purification.
His wife's younger brother and son Xie Jingchu was afraid of losing too much, so he took it from Luoyang to Xing Wu and made it into ten volumes. Taste Yu Sheng's poems, but don't exhaust them; I like Xie's ability. I keep it in order.
In the next fifteen years, Yu Sheng died in the capital. Because I was crying, I remembered. Because I asked for it at home, I got more than 1000 manuscripts, of which 677 were collected in the old collection, which was 15.
Oh! I'm in Yu Sheng's poem, and I've already elaborated on it, so it's no longer a cloud. ⑤ Ouyang Xiu's Preface to Luling.
I heard from people all over the world that poets have less pride and more poverty. Is that really the case? Probably most of the poems handed down from ancient times are the works of ancient embarrassed poets.
Most scholars who have all his knowledge and ambitions in their chests but can't display them in this world like to travel and live in seclusion. When they see things like insects, fish, vegetation, clouds, birds and animals, they often explore and describe their strange shapes. Their hearts are full of anxiety and indignation, with resentful and ironic thoughts, and they can pour out the lamentations of exiled ministers and widows, so they can write words that people can't express. The poorer a poet is, the more skillful his poems are.
In this case, it is not poetry that makes people poor. It turned out that the poet was poor and then wrote a clever poem. When my friend Mei was young, she became an official with the achievements of her ancestors, but she took the Jinshi exam many times and was suppressed by the examiner every time. She can only be a small official in counties, a total of more than ten years.
He is almost 50 years old, and he still accepts the letter of appointment as someone else's guest. He is full of hidden skills and can't display it in his career. His home is in Wanling County, and he learned to write poetry when he was a child.
Since childhood, his poems have amazed older people. When he grew up, he devoted himself to the study of the theory of benevolence and righteousness in the Six Classics. His articles are concise and antique, and he doesn't want to cater to the world's favor.
People in the world only know his poems. However, people at that time, whether smart or stupid, would ask for advice when talking about writing poems; Yu Sheng himself likes to express his frustration in his poems; So he wrote the most poems in his life.
Everyone in the world already knows him, but no one recommended him to the court. When Wang saw him for the first time, he sighed: There has been no such work for two hundred years! Although the maharaja knew him well, he didn't recommend him after all.
Wouldn't it be a great undertaking to let him play a role in the imperial court, write poems such as Ya and Ode to the Song Dynasty, and dedicate him to the ancestral temple to catch up with Ode to Shang, Song of Zhou and Song of Lu in the Book of Songs? How to make him old and disheartened, but write some poor people's poems, just using things like worms and fish to express his wandering and melancholy sigh? Isn't it a pity that the world just likes his poetic skills, but doesn't know that he has been down and out for a long time and is about to die? Yu Sheng wrote many poems and refused to arrange them by himself. His nephew Xie Jingchu was worried that his poems would be easily lost, so he compiled the poems he wrote during the period into ten volumes.
I especially like Yu Sheng's poems, and I'm afraid I can't get all of them. Now I am happy to see that Xie Jingchu can sort him out, so I wrote this preface and treasured it. Fifteen years later, Yu Sheng died of illness in Beijing.
After crying, I wrote an epitaph for him, and took the opportunity to ask his family for his legacy, and got more than 1000 of his legacy and original collection. I chose the best 677 books and compiled them into fifteen volumes. Alas! I have already talked about Yu Sheng's poems in detail, so I won't say much here.
3. The classical Chinese "Poems of Mei" only finds the preface of the poems of Mei, telling the world that poets are few and poor, but how can they be rich? Most of the poets handed down from the world came from the words of the poor in ancient times.
Every scholar has everything he has, but he can't give it to the world. He likes to put it outside the landscape, and he often feels strange when he sees insects, fish, vegetation, clouds, birds and animals. There is pent-up anger in my heart, the joy of complaining and stabbing, and the embarrassment of widows sighing, but I have written human feelings. The poorer you build, the more you do.
However, it is not poetry that can help the poor. The poor will have to work in the future. As a friend of Mei, I seldom take shade as a collector, and I am tired of learning, and I have been stuck in a county for more than ten years.
At the age of 50, I still start writing books, helping others, and suppressing what I have stored, so I can't work hard in my career. His home is in Wanling, and he has been used to poetry since he was a child. His words surprised the elders.
Since it is a long story, it is to learn from the theory of benevolence and righteousness of the Six Classics, which is an article, simple and pure, and not seeking for the world. Only people in the world know his poems.
However, when there is no virtuous fool, the poet must seek holiness; Yu Sheng was also happy to write poetry, because he was frustrated, so he did more in poetry all his life. It is well known to the world, but it has not been recommended to the above.
Yesterday, Wang tasted it and sighed, "There has been no such thing for two hundred years!" Although I have a deep understanding, I dare not recommend it. If you are lucky enough to be used by the imperial court, it would be great to praise the merits of the Great Song Dynasty and recommend the Qing Palace, while recalling the authors of Shang, Zhou and Zhou Dynasties! Why make it old and frustrated, but it is a poor man's poem, just a sad sigh.
I like my job, but I don't know how long I have been poor, and I will grow old! Do not hesitate! Yu Sheng has many poems, so he didn't organize himself. His wife's brother and son Xie Jingchu are afraid of losing too much. He has brought ten volumes of what he has done since Luo Yang went to Xing Wu.
I am addicted to Yu Sheng's poems, but I can't do all this. I like Xie's ability to keep it in order. In the next fifteen years, Yu Sheng died in the capital, and I cried and thought of it. Because I lived in his house, I got more than 1000 manuscripts, of which 677 were collected in the old collection and made 15 volumes.
Oh! I am so meticulous in Yu Sheng's poetics that I no longer have a cloud. Preface to Ouyang Xiu of Luling.
I have heard the world often say that the poet's career is not so prosperous and there are more difficulties. Is that really the case? Probably because most of the poems handed down in the world were written by ancient people in distress.
Most of the literati who hide their talents but can't fully display them in the world like to indulge in wild fun at the water's edge in Shan Ye. When they see insects, fish, vegetation, clouds, birds and animals, they often explore their strangeness and strangeness. There is a sense of depression in their hearts, and these emotions are transformed into poems, which are pinned on resentment and irony, expressing the lament of the widow who pursues the minister and writing the feelings that people can't express. The harder you are, the more skilled you are at writing.
In this way, it is not writing poetry that makes people poor, but it is probably after they are poor that they can write good poems. My friend Mei was a junior official when she was young. She passed the imperial examination many times, but she was always suppressed by the examiner's office, and she was in trouble in the local area for more than ten years.
I'm 50 years old, and I have to rely on others to send me a letter of appointment as a clerk. I am trapped in my talent and wisdom, and I can't fully display it in my career.
My hometown is Wanling, and I studied poetry as a child. Writing poems from an early age surprised the elders. When I grew up, I learned the knowledge of the six classics of benevolence and righteousness. The article is simple and pure, and I don't want to please the world. The world only knows that he can write poems.
However, at that time, whether people were smart or stupid, it was inevitable to ask Yu Sheng for advice when talking about poetry. Yu Sheng also likes to vent his frustration through poetry, so he usually writes many poems.
The society has known him, but no one recommended him to the court. Once upon a time, Wang once saw his poems and sighed, "There have been no such works for two hundred years!" " Although I know him well, I still didn't recommend him.
If he was lucky enough to be appointed by the imperial court, wouldn't it be magnificent to write works like Ya and Song in the Book of Songs to praise the great achievements of the Song Dynasty and dedicate them to the ancestral temple, so that he could be compared with the authors such as Shang Yang, Zhu Xi and Zhu Xi? It's a pity that he is too old to succeed, so he can only write poems of fallen people and express his poor and melancholy sigh in vain on worms and fish. Isn't it worth lamenting that society only loves the ingenuity in his poems, but doesn't know that he will die of old age after long suffering? Yu Sheng has many poems, but he doesn't arrange them by himself.
His nephew Xie Jingchu was worried about too many lost works, so he selected his works from Luoyang to Xing Wu and compiled them into ten volumes. I used to like Yu Sheng's poems, and I'm afraid I can't get all of them. I'm glad that Xie can sort them out, so I preface them and keep them.
Since then, 15 years have passed. Yu Sheng died of illness in the capital. I have written an epitaph for him in tears, so I asked his family to get more than 1000 manuscripts, plus 677 particularly good ones, divided into 15 volumes. Ah, I have commented a lot on Yu Sheng's poems, so I won't go into details.
Preface to Ouyang Xiu of Luling. These are some poets and potters of Mei. They have dried all the soil in front of their houses, and there are no tiles on their houses.
A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. Chun yin is cold in spring, and the clouds are thinner and deeper.
Butterflies are cold, their wings are broken, flowers are cold and unhappy. The green curtain of the sub-tree moves, to Shan Yu.
You can't find many diseases without seeing the scenery. Lushan Mountain is suitable for wild, and Qian Shan is high and low.
Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream.
I can't see any buildings or smoke, so I can't help wondering if there are people living in the mountains. Just then, I suddenly heard a crow crowing on the distant mountain. This book mourns the loss of my wife and son in Mei Yao Chen! Although those eyes are not dry, sadly, my heart is dead.
Rain falls, falls to land, and pearls sink to the bottom of the sea. But pearls can be found in the sea. If you want to find rain, you can also dig.
Only one man died in his grave, and he knew that there was no hope since ancient times. I beat my chest and asked who to ask, only to see my haggard ghostly self in the mirror. It's too late to go to Gu Lin Island by boat when things go to see the water.
Ducks are asleep on the shore, full of leisure; The old trees are spreading beautiful branches and flowers are in full bloom, which is pleasing to the eye. The small rushes by the stream seem to have been trimmed, and the flat sand banks and white beaches seem to have been roughly screened.
I'm lost here, but I must go back. The horse is tired and weak at night. Married three funeral songs in seventeen years.
It's not enough to just look at each other, let alone donate for a long time. How white my sideburns are, I would rather be safe for a long time.
The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears. Every time I go out, it's like sleepwalking, and everyone just manages.
I'm still lonely when I come back, so who should I talk to? Sleepless nights, lonely fireflies fly in my ears, and geese cry in the sky.
There is nothing more painful in the world, the spirit of the needle. Never cut it short, how dare you ask heaven.
I have met countless human women, and no one is more beautiful and virtuous than my wife. For example, if a fool lives long, why not forge his year?
Endure this priceless treasure and be buried in Jiuquan. Be sad.
4. Seek the translation of Henan's Preface to Youdalin Temple and Yuanji Preface. Fan Yang from Henan loves me and Yuan Jixu 17 people. They crossed the East and West Woods from Ai Yi Caotang, arrived at Huacheng, rested at the top of the mountain for a while, then climbed the censer peak and stayed at Dalin Temple at night.
Dalin Temple is remote and few people come. The temple is surrounded by clear streams, pale rocks, low pine trees and thin bamboo.
There are only wooden houses and wooden utensils in the temple, and the monks inside are all Haidong people. Because the mountain is very high and far from the ground, the solar term comes later than the mountain. It is early summer, but it seems to be February here.
Peach blossoms have just bloomed in the mountains, but grass in the mountain stream is still short. People's customs, products and solar terms are very different from those in plain areas. When I first arrived, I felt as if I had arrived in another world, so I sang a quatrain casually: flowers bloom in April on earth and peach blossoms bloom in mountain temples.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know how to become spring! "。
5. There is an urgent need to translate Fu Mei Ji. Don't Baidu search the original text. No one answered. I gave it 200 points. I gave it to a human translator. Too accurate. Time is pressing. I have studied enough and can hand in my homework. It is very suitable for me to travel to Huangshan and Baiyue to see bamboo rafts and streams. Traveling in Baiyue and other places, it feels good to see bamboo rafts floating on streams in the forest. People sit on rafts and carry wine with the current. Very pleasant. Because I want to make my West Lake clear and elegant, I made a plan with Wu Deju. Because I want my family to live near the West Lake, the water in the West Lake is clear and wide, which is very suitable for bamboo rafts to grow elegant things. When I came back, my friend Wu De and I got together to plan and play with bamboo fences. Green curtains are covered with smoke and water clouds, and bamboo rafts are surrounded by vermilion railings. From a distance, it seems to be a combination of quiet and desolate mist, water and clouds. According to geography, there is a plum lake, and the plum raft sinks in this lake. Sometimes spring floats to the lake, and the lake is full of flowers. Geographically, there is a place in Jinling called Hu Mei, where plum trees and plum blossoms sink on rafts in this lake and sometimes float up. In spring, plum blossom rafts will bloom and float on the lake. My friend Zhou Dongyin said: The floating plum threshold is unique to me. Meaning is the same as unknown, rhyme is the same as ancient and modern. I know that the couplets in the book say: rushing back to the countryside, saying: referring to Yan Xia asking about the countryside, writing two couplets, rushing back to the countryside, referring to Yan Xia asking about the countryside, every moonlit night and snowy mountain is gloomy, giving time to the rhyme people [2] Shang Yang Six Bridges [3] Whenever it is moonlit or snowy (guess what this sentence means), I often wander with scholars. Intention and onlookers blocked the passage and lamented the unprecedented sight of the West Lake for thousands of years. Su Dongpo's fear in Hangzhou was not as good as today's. It is necessary for us to have a broad and wonderful vision. Do people like the pool of new things? Just because people like new ideas, as profound as we are, do beautiful and quiet people have to equip this raft to compete with the fairies in Humei Lake? Write a brief comment below for readers to enjoy. Note: wonderful and quiet: we think perfectly. We think about it perfectly and cleanly. Self is full of light and silence.