1. The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes.
From "Farewell to the King on his Eleventh Journey to the South" written by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
Looking at the king, the smoke and water are vast, and the towel is stained with tears while waving his hand. The flying birds are nowhere to be seen, and the green mountains are empty towards people.
The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes. Who can see that on Tingzhou, the white apples are full of lovesickness and sorrow.
Interpretation:
Looking at your boat sailing towards the vast clouds and water, I wave goodbye frequently and wet my scarf with tears. You are like a flying bird who doesn't know where to go, leaving this piece of green mountain empty to passers-by. The vast river and the lone sail disappear far away, and you will appreciate the beauty of the five lakes under the setting sun. Who can see me standing on Tingzhou missing you, looking at Bai Ping with my heart filled with infinite sadness.
2. As the sun fades over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea.
From "Climbing the Stork Tower" written by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.
Interpretation:
The setting sun gradually sets against the mountains, and the mighty Yellow River rushes towards the sea. If you want to see enough of the thousands of miles of scenery, please go up to another high-rise building.
3. A setting sun spreads across the water, half river rustling and half river red.
From "Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. (Zhenzhu Tongzhen)
Interpretation:
The reflection of a setting sun on the river surface. Under the sunlight, the waves are sparkling, half showing a deep blue color, and the other half showing a red color. The loveliest thing was that night on the third day of September, when the dewdrops were like pearls and the bright crescent moon was shaped like a bow.
4. The sun is full of lust and the flowers contain smoke, and the moon is bright and it is full of sorrow and sleeplessness.
From "Sauvignon Blanc·Part 2" written by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The sun is full of lust, the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright, so I can't sleep. Zhao Sechu stopped the Phoenix Pillar, and the Shuqin was about to play the mandarin duck strings.
This song is intended to be passed on by no one, and I wish to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze. I recall that you are far away from me across the blue sky. In the past, my eyes were full of waves, but now I am a fountain of tears.
If you don’t believe that I have a heartbroken concubine, come back and look in front of a bright mirror.
Interpretation:
The sun sets in the west and the twilight is hazy, the flower stamens are shrouded in light smoke, and the moon shines brightly. I miss my lover and stay awake all night long. I just stopped playing Zhao Se with the phoenix carved on the pillar. I wanted to play the Shuqin again, but I was afraid of touching the mandarin duck strings. It is a pity that no one has passed on this affectionate melody. I hope it will be sent to distant Yanran with the spring breeze.
Recalling my lover, my lover, he is so far away in the sky. The eyes that used to look at each other have now become the source of tears. If you don’t believe that I’m so fond of you, please come back and see my face in front of the mirror!
5. The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river.
From "The Envoy to the Fortress" written by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The bicycle wants to ask about the border, but the country belongs to Juyan. Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.
The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river. When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran.
Interpretation:
The light carriage Jian Cong is about to visit the border gate, and the vassal country passing by has passed Juyan. Like fluffy grass blown away by the wind, it comes to the frontier fortress, and the wild geese returning to the north are soaring in the sky. The solitary smoke rises straight up in the vast desert, and the setting sun is round and round beside the Yellow River. When I arrived at Xiaoguan, I met a reconnaissance knight who told me that the Imperial Guard had arrived at Yanran.