1. Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia
Su Shi
As the river goes eastward, the waves will be gone, and the romantic figures of the ages will be gone.
On the west side of the fort, there is Humanity, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms, Chibi.
Rocks and clouds collapsed, waves cracked the shore, and thousands of piles of snow rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and how many heroes are there in one moment!
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland is wandering in my mind, I should laugh at my passion and give birth to beautiful hair early.
The world is like a dream, and a bottle returns the moonlight over the river.
Written in July of the fifth year of Shenzong Yuanfeng (1082), Su Shi wrote it while visiting Chibiji outside Huangfeng City when he was demoted to Huangzhou. 2. Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Huangzhou Kuai Zai Pavilion presented to Zhang Xiquan
Su Shi
The setting sun embroidered the curtain, and the water under the pavilion connected to the sky.
I know you have made a new work for me, and the windows are wet with green and red.
In Changji's Pingshan Hall, I was sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was no lonely soul.
Recognize the drunkard's saying: "The beauty of the mountains is mixed."
Thousands of hectares, all mirrors are clear, and the green peaks are inverted.
Suddenly a wave rose and a white-headed leaf danced.
Young Master Lantai is worthy of laughter. He has yet to understand the natural sound of Zhuang Sheng. There are male and female in the right path.
A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind.
This poem was written in the fourth year when Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou. It is one of the representative works of Su Shi's bold poems. The whole poem expresses the author's broad-minded and heroic spirit in life by describing the magnificent mountains and waters around Kuai Zai Pavilion.
3. Man Tingfang
Su Shi
There was a king who gave up his official position in Huangzhou for thirty-three years, and the people in Huang called him Mr. Wang. Because Chen Zhen was sent to spend time with him, it was because of this gift.
Thirty-three years later, who survives now?
Just think of the king and the Yangtze River.
The cypress trees are awe-inspiring and frost-dry.
I heard about the ancient county of Sizhou, on the Yun River and at the pine window of Zhuwu.
On the south bank of the Yangtze River, if you don’t want to send your son away, would you rather cross my country?
The rain has passed, the wind is dancing in the forest, and the smoke is covering the clouds.
I would like to hold this invitation to you and drink from the empty vat.
Mr. Layman is old. In the real dream, he is relatively inactive. The singing has stopped, the pedestrians have not risen, and the boats and drums have already met.
This poem was written by Su Shi when he was sent to Huangzhou. 4. Man Tingfang
Su Shi
Wojiao has a false reputation and only makes a small profit, but he is very busy.
Everything is decided in advance, whoever is weak will be strong.
While I am still young, I must let my children go wild.
In a hundred years, there were 36,000 Hunqiu revolts.
Think about it, how much can it do?
Sorrow, wind and rain, half of them hinder each other.
There is no need to fight to death and talk about short things and long things.
Fortunately, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the moss is spreading and the clouds are high.
The south of the Yangtze River is good, a thousand bells of fine wine, and a song "Fu Ting Fang".
5. Manjianghong · Send to Ezhou Zhu Shijun Shouchang
Su Shi
Coming west from Jianghan, under the tall buildings, the grapes are deep and green.
You still have it with you, the snow waves in Min'e Mountain and the spring scenery of Jinjiang River.
You are the beloved guardian of Nanshan, and I am a returning guest who misses Jianwai.
How can you be ruthless about this place and its scenery? Say it diligently.
Please stop reading "The Biography of Jiang Biao"; it is a pity to be a crazy virgin.
On the empty island, the parrots and reed flowers are bleak.
The scholar who laughed alone was arguing about the bottom line, Cao Gong and Huang Zu were both confused.
I would like to envoy you to write poems about banishing immortals and chase Huang He.
This poem was sent by the author to his friend Zhu Shouchang, who was the governor of Ezhou at that time, when he was demoted to Huangzhou. 6. Xijiang Moon
Su Shi
In Qinghuangzhou, I was walking in Qishui on a spring night. I passed a restaurant and drank. I was drunk. I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream. I untied my saddle and lay down drunk on my arms. Rest less. When I woke up, it was already dawn. The mountains were surrounded by chaotic mountains and the flowing water was sonorous. It seemed that it was not from this world. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The waves are shining brightly in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky.
The arrogance of jade is not solved by the mud, and I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass.
It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao.
As I untie my saddle and pillow on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu hears the spring dawn.
This poem about landscapes was written when Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou.