What are the classic poems of "Xue Baochai"?
1. Spring dance in front of Baiyu Hall, the east wind blows evenly. Bees and butterflies swarmed around them. How many times have passed away with water, how can we have to let go of the dust! Thousands of threads will never change, let him gather and divide them as he pleases. The laughter of Shaohua has no roots at all. The good wind uses its power to send me to the blue clouds!
2. Whoever carries cigarettes with two sleeves after court will always have no chance of being in the quilt beside the piano. There is no need for the chicken man to repay Xiaochou, and there will be no trouble for the maid for five nights. The anxious head is coming from day to day, and the heart is burning day after day. Time flies and must be cherished, and the wind and rain are cloudy and sunny, and the changes are allowed.
3. Cherish your beauty, keep the door closed during the day, and fill the moss basin with your hands. Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow reveal the soul. When it is extremely light, I know that the flowers are more beautiful. How can I find jade without a trace when I am sad? In order to repay the white emperor for his cleanliness, Tingting said nothing and the sun became dim again.
"Linjiang Fairy"
The spring dance is performed in front of Baiyu Hall, and the east wind blows evenly. Bees and butterflies swarmed around them. How many times have passed away with water, how can we have to let go of the dust! Thousands of threads will never change, let him gather and divide them as he pleases. The laughter of Shaohua has no roots at all.
The good wind uses its power to send me to the blue clouds!
Translation:
The catkins blown away by the spring breeze are dancing in front of the White Jade Hall. How graceful and light its dance is when the east wind blows. Like swarms of bees, the butterflies are flying in confusion. .Have these flying catkins flowed far away with the spring water? Why should this plum blossom be abandoned in the fragrant mud dust? Thousands of tangled threads can never be changed, floating around and letting them gather or separate, the beautiful spring scenery cannot be Laughing, it has no roots and no stumbling blocks. As long as it continues to rely on the power of the strong spring breeze, it can send me to the blue clouds in the sky!