1. "The Full Moon·Spring Evening Rhyme" Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu
Original text: The luxuriant and fragrant grass is chaotic in the spring clouds, and I am sad in the sunset. Say goodbye to wine in a short pavilion, paint a boat on a flat lake, and proudly weep willows. A bird singing, a night rain, a gust of east wind. The peach blossoms are blown away, where is the beauty? The door is covered with red.
Vernacular interpretation: luxuriant grass, thick clouds and bleak colors, shrouded in the bloody sunset. I remember the time when I drank farewell with you in the pavilion. At that time, as now, there was a painted boat floating on the green lake, and a horse under the weeping willows. Birds are chirping, and a spring rain brings an east wind. The east wind blew away all the peach blossoms, but the beauty was still not there.
2. "Day and Night Music" Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Original text: Who can complain about loneliness. Counting the preface, the burden is always light. I had known it would be difficult to fight, but I regretted not keeping him at that time. In addition to being elegant and upright, he is also unique and touches people's hearts. A day without thinking can bring about a thousand thoughts.
Vernacular interpretation: If a love ends up being lonely, who should you tell it to? Thinking of the previous vows of eachother, they were easily let down. If I had known it would be so uncomfortable, I would have regretted not keeping him in the first place. However, in addition to his handsome appearance, he also has something that makes people yearn for him. If you don't think about him, you will frown a thousand times a day, let alone if you miss him?
3. "Bu Shuzi·An Shi" Song Dynasty: Lewan
Original text: Love is like the depth of the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky. Thousands of tears are shed, which makes people sad and heartbroken.
Vernacular interpretation: After parting, the painful lovesickness is as deep and boundless as the ocean, which makes oneself suffer. The beautiful past is like the clouds in the sky, far away. I want to hold on to this other moment, and I have shed thousands of tears, but I cannot keep my lover who has traveled far away, which makes me heartbroken.
4. "Eight-Liu Zi·Yiwei Pavilion" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan
Original text: Yiwei Pavilion. Hate is like a fragrant grass, which will survive even after being harvested. After thinking about the farewell to the green man outside the willow tree, I felt sad and secretly surprised when I parted with the red mantle by the water. Wu Duan Tian and Ping Ting. There is a dream behind the curtain of the moon at night, and the tenderness of the spring breeze is ten miles away. Perseveringly, the joy gradually followed the flowing water, the sound of the plain strings broke, the fragrance of the green silk diminished, and the flowers flew into the night, and the remaining rain covered the sky. Positive sales and condensation. The oriole crows a few more times.
Vernacular interpretation: I was leaning alone on the dangerous pavilion, and my resentment was like spring grass, which had just been cleared away and had grown again without me noticing. When I think of the scene of saying goodbye on horseback outside the willow tree, and when I think of the scene of saying goodbye to the red-sleeved beauty by the water, I feel very sad.
Beauty, why did God give you such beauty? Make me deeply involved and unable to extricate myself? Back then, in the night and moon, we fell into a deep dream together, and the gentle spring breeze blew between you and me. It is really helpless, the joy of the past has gone away with the flowing water, the fragrance on the green gauze has gradually faded, and your sweet music can no longer be heard. It's late spring now, with patches of residual red flying in the night, drizzle falling and clearing, and a misty mist. I was feeling very sad when suddenly I heard the cry of oriole again, one after another.
5. "Spring in the Jade House·Spring Hate" Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Original text: Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch can become thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
Vernacular interpretation: How can a heartless person understand the troubles of a passionate person? An inch of lovesickness and sorrow turns into thousands of strands. No matter how far away the world is, there will be an end to it, but the sorrow of cherishing someone is infinitely long and has no end.