Qu Yuan's "Li Chu Sao Ge"
Chaos yue:
It's over!
Nobody in this country knows me,
Why worry about the old capital!
That's not enough. It's good for politics.
I will live in Peng Xian's place!
Lisao
Qu Yuan
Conclusion,
Because in that kingdom, all my virtues were spurned,
Why should I yearn for this imperial city?
Although the world is wide, wisdom is hard to find.
I'm going to look for the stream that once drowned the sage.
English translation and reading of ancient poems in primary schools
Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian, Leaving Dangerous Buildings"
I leaned on the balcony alone, in the faint breeze;
As far as the eyes can see,
The dark parting sadness on the horizon is out of sight.
In the fading sunlight, smoke rose above the grass green.
Who will rely on silence?
I'll drown my sorrows in wine:
Recite in front of the cup,
Nervous laughter will not bring relaxation.
I think my dress is too big, but I won't regret it;
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
Wu Fengqi
Liu Yong
In the breeze, I leaned against the railing of the tower alone.
Staring at the sadness of separation in the distance
Looming on the horizon.
In the sparkling meadows and hills in the sunset,
No one can understand my inner anxiety.
I tried to drown my sorrows by drinking;
I forced myself to get drunk, but I was still empty.
My clothes hang loosely on my thin body.
But I have no regrets, because of her.
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Liu Yong's "Klang Ganzhou, Sprinkling River Rain"
Yes, it's raining at dusk,
Wash autumn.
The wind is cold,
Turn off the river, ignore it,
The residual light is architecture.
This is a decline,
This is a beautiful thing,
Only the Yangtze river water,
Speechless flows east.
Can't bear to climb high and look far,
Looking at my hometown,
It's hard to rethink.
Sighing for years,
Why stay so long?
Want to be beautiful,
The makeup building looks very long.
How many times have you missed the sky and returned to the boat?
Trying to get to know me,
Leaning in a dry place,
I'm worried.
Ba sheng gan Zhou
Liu Yong
The rain in the evening fell on the river.
The autumn scenery is soaked-it looks like dripping water.
Cold wind, rising with longing sunshine:
Over Mount Adi and the river.
There are bright red bees everywhere. Dark red bees.
Leaves turn yellow; Some are even brown.
The beauty of nature-gradually disappearing.
Only the Yangtze River flows quietly eastward.
I sigh the marks I left in some places.
Why did I stay out for so long?
My lover must have watched it when she went to the bathroom—
Prove her wrong for every ship-for me.
How did she know that at that moment—
I leaned against the railing,
Thousands of feelings torment me,
Total despair, heavy heart?
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Liu Yong's "He Jinbang"
On the gold list,
I lost hope.
Temporary legacy of the Ming dynasty,
How about.
When things go wrong,
Don't fight at random.
There's no need to talk about mourning.
A gifted scholar and poet,
Naturally, white clothes look good.
Smoky alleys,
According to Jordan's green barrier.
Fortunately, the right person,
You can search.
Snuggle up against the red jade,
An affair,
Life is smooth.
Youth is a soldier.
Endure the name,
Sing in a low voice instead.
He Tianzhong
Liu Yong
On the gold list of candidates,
I lost the chance of e-head 1.
In this enlightened era, I am a short-lived abandoned saint.
What should I turn to?
Failed to realize my ambition,
Why not indulge your passion and run?
Don't worry about gains and losses.
As a gifted scholar and songwriter,
I'm like a minister without a title.
In karaoke bars and brothels,
I keep an appointment behind the screen;
I like my old acquaintance.
They are worth my visit.
You'd better hold the fortress in the arms of the red and green girl.
Enjoy fun and flirting,
So as to make up for my disappointment.
A person's prime is too short.
It's best to exchange empty reputations.
For the pleasure of wine and sweet songs.
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Liu Yong's Lin Yuling
Cold and sad,
Yes, Changting is late,
The shower began to stop.
Everyone drinks without emotion,
Nostalgia,
Lanzhou urges hair.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears,
I was speechless and choked up.
Think about it, a thousand miles of smoke,
The dusk is boundless and the sky is vast.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times,
What's more, it is a cold autumn festival!
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight?
Yang Liuan,
The morning breeze and the dying moon.
Over the years,
It should be a good time and a good scene.
There are thousands of customs,
Who are you talking to?
Cicada is chilly and sharp.
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Liu Yong
Cicada gives a harsh chill,
After a shower, a harsh voice.
Beside the roadside pavilion
In the evening, we are going to break up.
Outside the city gate, I am not in the mood.
To bid farewell to wine, there is no power.
Tear ourselves apart when
Yulan boat urged me to board.
We stared into each other's eyes.
Tears streaming down her face, holding hands.
Hands, we all choked up.
I'm sailing thousands of miles.
Along the misty waves,
A gloomy dusk mist
It is getting deeper and deeper against the boundless southern sky.
It's hard for lovers to part.
Since ancient times.
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In this cold and barren autumn!
Tonight, where will I find it
Myself, waking up from a hangover—
A river bank lined with weeping willows
The moon sinks and the dawn rises.
In the breeze? year
A year later, I will stay away from you.
All these beautiful scenes are unfolding,
But to no avail.
Oh, who can I talk to?
This indescribable charming scenery?