Liu Zongyuan’s poems need translation! !

Representative work

"River Dwelling"

I have been tired of hairpins for a long time, but fortunately I was banished to Nanyi.

Longing beside the farm and garden, I feel like a visitor in the forest.

Plowing in the morning turns over the exposed grass, and the sound of the stream rocks is heard at night.

When you come and go, you don’t meet anyone, and you sing long songs and the sky is blue.

"Snow on the River"

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

"The Fisherman"

The fisherman stays near the western rock at night, and at dawn he draws clear water and burns bamboos from Chu.

The cigarettes are sold out and no one is seen at sunrise, but the mountains and rivers are green.

Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, the unintentional clouds are chasing each other on the rocks.

"Shide Xishan Banquet Travel Notes"

I have been killing people since I was spared, and I live in this state. Constant anxiety. If there is a time gap, then you can travel freely and travel long distances. One day, he and his disciples went up high mountains, into deep forests, and back to poor streams, where they could see secluded springs and strange rocks. When he arrives, he will sit on the grass, pour the pot and get drunk. When they are drunk, they lie down next to each other and dream. The meaning is extreme, and the dream is also of the same interest. When you wake up, you get up and when you get up, you return. I thought that any abnormality in the mountains and rivers of the state was due to me, but I didn't realize the strangeness of Xishan.

On September 28 this year, while sitting in the Western Pavilion of the Lotus and looking at the Western Mountains, I began to notice something different. Then he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, dye the edge of the stream, chop the hazelnuts, burn the grass, and go up to the high mountains. If you climb up with a hand and fly with a skipper, all the soil in several states will be under the quilt. Its high and low momentum is as complicated as a cave, thousands of miles in size, and there is no way to escape. The sky is green and white, and the outside and the sky are the same. Then I realized that this mountain is unique and not in the same category as Peiyuan. It is as long and graceful as Hao Qi, but it cannot reach its end. It is as if it is swimming with the Creator and does not know its end. When the wine is filled with wine, one becomes slumped and drunk, unaware of the sun. The pale twilight comes from afar, until I can't see anything, but I still don't want to go back. The heart condenses the form and merges with all things. Then I realized that I had not started to travel towards it, but it had just begun, so I wrote about it with ambition. It is the fourth year of Yuanhe.

"The Story of Drilling the West Hill of the Pond"

Eight days after reaching the west mountain, I searched for 200 steps northwest of the mountain pass and found the Drilling Pond. Twenty-five steps to the west of the pool, the ones that are dredged by the rapids are fish beams. There are hills above the beams with bamboo trees growing there. There are almost countless people whose rocks suddenly trembled in anger, carried the earth and came out, creating strange shapes. The ones that rush down in a row are like cattle and horses drinking in the stream; the ones that rush up in rows are like bears climbing up the mountain. A hill is not as small as an acre, it can be contained in a cage. Asked its owner, he said: "The Tang family abandoned the land, but the goods were not for sale." When asked about its price, he said: "Only four hundred." I sold it out of pity. Li Shenyuan and Yuan Keji traveled together at the same time, and they were all overjoyed. It was unexpected. That is to say, he took out more tools, shoveled the filthy grass, cut down the bad trees, and burned them with fierce fire. The beautiful trees are standing, and the beautiful bamboos are exposed. Strange rocks appear. Looking from it, one can see the height of the mountains, the floating clouds, the flowing streams, and the flying birds and beasts. Lying down on the pillow, the cold and cold state is related to the eyes and thoughts, the bright and clear sounds are related to the ears, the leisurely and empty ones are related to the divine thoughts, and the deep and quiet ones are related to the heart's thoughts. Those who arrive in a different place within ten days may not be able to get there even though they are people who love the past.

Hey! With the victory of Ziqiu, the Feng, Hao, Hu, and Du, the nobles and tourists will compete to buy it, and the number of gold will increase day by day, and it will become more and more impossible to get it. Now this state has been abandoned. Farmers and fishermen have passed over it and it is poor. There are four hundred merchants who cannot sell it for consecutive years. But Shen Yuan, Ke Ji and I are only happy to have it, but the consequences will be unfortunate! The writing is on the stone, so what happened to Heziqiu.

"The Story of Xiaoshitan"

Walk a hundred and twenty steps west from Xiaoqiu, across a bamboo field, hear the sound of water, like a ring, and feel happy in it. After cutting bamboo, we took the road and saw a small pool at the bottom. The water was especially clear and cold. The whole stone is used as the bottom, and when it is near the shore, it is rolled up from the bottom to form a dike, an island, a ridge, and a rock. Green trees and green vines are covered with swaying nets and are scattered and scattered.

There are hundreds of fish in the pond, but they all seem to be swimming in the air and have nothing to rely on. The sun is shining brightly, and the shadows are spread on the rocks, but they are motionless; they are far away, coming and going, as if they are enjoying themselves with tourists.

Looking southwest of the pond, you can see the twists and turns of snakes, and you can see the light and death. Its shores are so different from each other that its origin cannot be known.

Sitting on the pool, surrounded by bamboo trees, it was lonely and desolate, feeling desolate and desolate. Because the place was too clear, I couldn't stay there for a long time, so I remembered it and left.

Travelers: Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, Yu Di Zongxuan. Those who followed were Cui's Erxiaosheng: "Forgive yourself" and "Fengyi".

"The Yuan Family's Thirst"

Ten miles away from the southwest of Ranxi River, there are five desirable landscapes, none of which is the Drilling Pool. From the mouth of the stream to the west, we can travel by land. The best options are eighty-nine, most of which are Xishan. Traveling by water from the southeast of Chaoyang Rock to Wujiang River, there are three options, none of which are Yuanjia Thirst. They are all beautiful and strange places forever.

In the dialect between Chu and Yue, the backflow of water is called "thirst". The top of the thirst is combined with the Gaozhang of Nanguan, and the bottom is combined with Baijiase. Among them, there are small streams in Chongzhou, clear pools, shallow rivers, and twists and turns. The flat ones are dark ink, and the steep ones are boiling white. If the boat travels slowly, it will suddenly become endless.

There is a hill out of the water, all with beautiful rocks and green bushes growing on them, which is always beautiful in winter and summer. There are many rock words beside it, there are many white gravels under it, there are many trees including maple, heather, camphor pomelo, and orchid grass. There are also strange flowers, similar to those of acacia and spreading over them, hanging on the water and rocks.

Every wind comes down from the four mountains, vibrating the big trees, covering the grass, red and green, and fragrant, rushing the waves and swirling, retreating into the valley, shaking the lush grass, and passing by with time . Most of them are like this, and there are many others.

Yongzhi people have never traveled around, and the rest of them dare not focus on it, so they go out and pass it on to the world. Its landowner is the Yuan family. Hence the name.

"The Story of the Stone Canal"

Since I was thirsty, I could not walk a hundred steps southwest, but I reached the stone canal and the people's bridge on it. There is a spring that is quiet and quiet, and its sound is sometimes loud and sometimes soft.

The width of the canal may be close to a foot, or it may be twice as wide, and its length may be ten steps. The flow reached the big rock and fell out from under it. Going over the stone, there is a pool of stone, covered with prosperous pudding, and surrounded by fresh greenery. Then he turned west and fell under a rock, then fell into a small pool in the north. The area of ??the pond has been reduced by a hundred feet, and it is clear and deep, with many swift fishes. Then he went to the north and wandered for a long time. His gaze seemed to be endless, but he suddenly became thirsty. On its sides are treacherous rocks, strange trees, strange flowers, and beautiful arrows, which can be lined up to sit in a row. The wind shakes its top and rhymes the cliffs and valleys. Seeing is quiet, hearing is far away.

I got it from Zhou Mu. Take away the decayed shadows and remove the earth and rocks. They will be worshiped and burned, and they will be full of fragrance. It's a pity that it has not yet been passed down, so I keep a record of its belongings, leave it to the person, and write down its Yang, so that the good people in the future can find it easily.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month of the seventh year of Yuanhe, the Ying Canal reached Dashi. On October 19th, after crossing the stone, I found the Shihong Xiaotan, and the beauty of the canal began to end.

"Little Rock City Mountain Notes"

From the west mountain road to the north across Huangmao Ridge, there are two roads: one goes out to the west, but there is nothing to find; the other goes slightly north. To the east, it is only 40 feet long. The land is divided into two rivers, and there are piled stones across its boundary. On top of it is the shape of a beam and a wooden beam; next to it is a fort, with a door like a door. When you look into the darkness, you throw a small stone into the hole, and you can hear the sound of water in the hole. The sound is very exciting and lasts for a long time. You can go up to the ring, but you can see far away. There are beautiful trees and beautiful arrows that grow without soil. They are strange and strong. The odd few are leaning forward, just like those used by wise men.

Hey! I have doubted whether the Creator has existed for a long time, and the more I think about it, the more I believe it exists. Also blame them for being barbarians who are not listed as Zhongzhou, and they have not been able to sell their tricks for thousands of years. They are hard work but useless. If the gods are not suitable for this, then the results will be useless? Or it can be said: Those who comfort their husbands and virtuous people but humiliate them. Or it may be said: The spirit of Qi is not a great person but only a thing. Therefore, there are few people and many rocks in the south of Chu. I don't believe either of them.

"The Snake Catcher's Theory"

The wild snakes in Yongzhou are black and white. They will die if they touch grass and trees. They bite people and there is no way to control them. However, if you get it and use it as bait, you can remove strong winds, contractures, fistulas, and boils, remove dead muscles, and kill three insects. At the beginning, the imperial doctor gathered them according to the king's order, and gave them two gifts every year. He recruited those who could catch them and rented them. The people of eternity are fighting and running around.

Those who have the Chiang family will benefit them for three generations. When asked, he said: "My ancestor died in this way, and my father died in this way. Now my heir has been here for twelve years, how many people have died." In other words, it is like a very sad person.

I was saddened by it and said: "Is it poisonous? I will report it to the people who came to do it. If it is more like a slave or a gift, what will happen?"

The Jiang family is big. Wang Ran said with tears in his eyes: "You are going to live in sorrow? Then the misfortune of my service is not as bad as the misfortune of me. If you don't serve me, you will have been sick for a long time. My family has been here for three generations. This village has been accumulated for sixty years now, but the neighbors' birthdays are frowning, leaving their land, drying up their huts, turning around when shouting, halting when hungry and thirsty, exposed to wind and rain, exposed to cold and heat, and booing Poison and disease often lead to the death of each other. Those who lived with my ancestors now have only one room. Those who lived with my father now have only one room. Those who have lived with me for twelve years now live in the same room. If you don't want to die, you will move away. But when the fierce officials come to my hometown, they make noises from the east to the west, and they make noises from the north and the south. Xun rises and looks at the fou. If the snake is still there, he will lie down and eat it carefully. Sometimes he will eat the earth and eat it, so as to cover up the one-year-old dead man. , then we are prosperous and happy. How can we be like this! Even if we die like this, we will die later. How dare we be poisonous?"

The more I hear about it, the more sad I become. Confucius said: "A harsh government is as fierce as a tiger." I have always doubted this, but now that Chiang has seen it, I still believe it. Alas! Who knew that Fu Lian's poison was like a snake? Therefore, it is said that one can get it by observing people's demeanor.

"The Rat of the Yong family"

People of the Yong family are afraid of the sun and are very cautious. He thought that he was born with a son named Rat, who is also a child god. Because he loves rats, he does not keep cats and dogs, and he prohibits children from hunting rats. The kitchen in the warehouse is all about letting rats go without asking.

The rats told each other that they all came to a certain family and had enough food without any trouble. A certain family's house had no finished utensils, no finished clothes, and a large amount of food and drink. During the day, they were constantly walking around with people, and at night, they were stealing, biting, and fighting violently. They made all kinds of noises, and they couldn't sleep, but they never got tired of it.

A few years ago, a certain family moved to another state. When future generations come to live there, the rat behaves as before. The man said: "This is a kind of evil thing, especially robbery and violence. How can it be like this?" He pretended to be five or six cats, closed the door, removed the tiles and filled the holes, and bought a boy to catch them. Kill the rats like a mound and leave them in a hidden place until they smell bad (from top to bottom) for several months.

Woohoo! It is a permanent thing for him to have enough food and no trouble!

"The Elk of Linjiang"

The people of Linjiang hunted the elks and made them livestock. At the entrance, the dogs were salivating and came with their tails raised. The man was so angry that he hugged the dog, got used to showing it, and played with it for a while. After a long time, the dogs are all as expected. The elk is a little bigger, but it is also a self-forgetting elk, thinking that the dog is a good friend to me, and if it contradicts the dog, it will benefit the dog. Dogs are afraid of their masters and look down upon them very well. Then he chewed his tongue.

In the third year, the elk went out and saw many foreign dogs on the road, and they wanted to play with them. When the foreign dogs saw it, they became happy and angry. They killed and ate them, leaving a mess on the road. The elk will not realize it until it dies.

"Donkeys in Guizhou"

There are no donkeys in Guizhou. Those who have good intentions will be brought in by boat. If there are no donkeys available, they will be released at the foot of the mountain. When a tiger sees it, it is a huge thing and thinks it is a god. It hides in the forest to peek at it. If it comes close to it, it is in a sober state and does not know each other.

One day, when the donkey brays, the tiger will be frightened and flee far away, thinking that it will bite itself, and it will be very frightening. However, looking at it from time to time, I can see that there is no one with extraordinary abilities. As I got more accustomed to its sound, and came closer to the front and back, I finally didn't dare to fight. If you get a little closer, the donkey will lean against you. The donkey will get angry and hoof it. The tiger was so happy that he thought, "The trick stops at this ear!" Because the tiger jumped so big, it cut its throat and used up all its flesh, then it was gone.

"The Biography of Guo Laituo at Planting Trees"

Guo Laituo, whose name is unknown at the beginning, is sickly and crouched, walking in a heavy posture, and is similar to the camel, so the people in his hometown call him "Camel". When the camel heard it, he said: "It's so good that I deserve his name." Because he gave up his name, he also called himself Camel Cloud.

The hometown is Fengle Township, located in the west of Chang'an. The camel industry planted trees, and all the rich and powerful people in Chang'an came to visit and sell fruits, and they all tried to welcome them and raise them. Depending on whether the trees planted by the camels are migrating or not, they are all alive and luxuriant, and they will bear fruit early. Although those who planted it watched and admired it, they could not do the same.

When someone asked about it, he replied: "The camel can not make the tree live longer and reproduce, but it can adapt to the nature of the tree and bring about its nature. The nature of any planted tree is to relax and cultivate. The soil is flat, so the building is dense. Don't move it, don't worry about it, and don't care about it anymore. It is just a matter of harming its growth, and it is not possible to make it flourish; it is just a matter of not suppressing and depleting it, and it is not possible to grow it early. This is not the case for other plants. The root box will change the soil, and if it is not cultivated enough, it will not be enough. If you are able to do the opposite, you will love someone too kindly and worry about someone too diligently. They will look at you once and caress them at dusk, and then look back again after they are gone. What's worse, they will claw at their skin to check whether they are alive or dry, or shake their roots to see how dense they are. , and the nature of wood is getting rid of it. Although it is said to be loved, it is actually harmful to it; even though it is said to be worried about it, what can I do about it?"

Question The scholar said: "Is it possible to transfer the official principles to the way of the son?" The camel said: "I know that it is just planting trees, and official principles are not my profession. However, I live in the countryside, and when I meet the elders, I like to bother them. If I It's very pity, but the death is a disaster. At dusk, the officials come and shout: "The official orders are to promote your plowing, Xu'er planting, supervising your harvest, early reeling and threading, early weaving and threading, the word is young, and then the chicken is born." Dolphins. "I gather them by beating the drums, and call them by hitting the wood. I have no time to eat and drink, so how can I live in peace with my nature? If I am sick, I will be idle." Is it similar?"

The questioner said: "Hey, you are not a good man! I asked about the art of raising trees." This is said to be an official precept.