Ancient Chinese poems about love and landscapes

1. "Lang Tao Sha·Asking about the Jiang Tide and the Sea Water" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Asking about the river tide and the sea water, how are the feelings of a king and the heart of a concubine?

Hatefulness is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.

Interpretation:

I asked how the river tide and the sea water resemble the husband's deep affection and the woman's heart.

When men and women complain to each other, they think that the other person is not as punctual and trustworthy as the tide. When they miss each other, they realize that the sea is not very deep.

2. "Bu Shuanzi·I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" Song Dynasty: Li Zhiyi

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day. ?

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.

Interpretation:

I live at the source of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and never see you, but we drink the water of the Yangtze River together.

When will the endless river dry up, and when will the bitter hatred of separation cease. I only hope that your heart will stay as strong as mine, and you will not let down my infatuated love.

3. "Sauvignon Blanc·One Mountain" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the red maple leaves.

The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are withered. The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.

Interpretation:

One after another, overlapping mountains. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water vapor are cold and cold, but my thoughts are like flaming maple leaves.

The chrysanthemums bloomed and fell, and the days passed. The wild geese in the northern part of the country flap their wings and fly south, but the person I miss has not come back yet. The bright moon shines on the curtain, fluttering in the wind.

4. "Five Poems on Lisi·Part 4" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

Looking back lazily at Huacong, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

Interpretation:

After experiencing the magnificent sea, water elsewhere is no longer worth looking at. Once you have been intoxicated by the dream of clouds and rain in Wushan, the scenery elsewhere will not be called clouds and rain.

Even if I am among thousands of flowers, I am too lazy to look back; this is partly because of the asceticism of a monk, and partly because of you who I once had.

5. "Butterflies in Love with Flowers·Chrysanthemums on the threshold weeping with dew over misty orchids" Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

Chrysanthemums on the threshold weep with dew over smoke orchids, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn. (Two Flying Away, One Work: Two Coming and Going, One Work: The Pain of Parting, One Work: The Pain of Parting)

Last night the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed up to the tall building alone, looking across the road to the end of the world. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, where can you tell if the mountains are long and the rivers are vast?

Interpretation:

The chrysanthemums outside the railing in the early morning are shrouded in a layer of sad smoke, and the dew on the orchids seems to be weeping dew. There were wisps of light coldness between the curtains, and a pair of swallows flew away. The bright moon does not understand the pain of parting, and its slanting silver light still penetrates Zhuhu until dawn.

The west wind was fierce last night and withered the green trees. I climbed up the tall building alone and looked at the road that disappeared into the horizon. I want to send a letter to my sweetheart. But there are endless mountains and endless clear water, and I don’t know where my sweetheart is.