It is good to be quiet when playing with the harp and harp:
From: "Guofeng·Zheng Feng·Nv Yue Rooster Crow" is one of the first poetry collections in ancient China, "The Book of Songs" poem.
Interpretation: We play the harp and harp to increase the joy of drinking. What a comfortable and happy thing it is!
The woman said that the rooster crows, and the scholar said that he is ignorant. Zixing looks at the night, and the stars sometimes die. The general will soar and fly, the duck and the wild goose.
Yi Yanjia, and Ziyi. It is better to drink wine and grow old together with your son. With the harp and harp at your disposal, it’s best to be quiet.
When a wise son comes, give him a miscellaneous pendant. If you know your son, please obey him, and ask him about it. If you know your son is kind to you, you should repay him with miscellaneous gifts.
The years are quiet and good, and the current world is stable:
Interpretation: It is better to live a peaceful and quiet life, and it is better to be stable and healthy now.
From "This Life and This World" by Hu Lancheng. These are the words that Hu Lancheng wrote in his marriage letter to Zhang Ailing: "The years are quiet and the world is stable." The sentence reveals the author's quiet and indifferent attitude towards life. Reluctance to devote oneself to profit and desire, a harmonious cognitive attitude.
Qingqing Zijin:
Interpretation: The green one is your collar, the long one is my state of mind.
From "Guofeng·Zhengfeng·Zijin" is a poem in the "Book of Songs", the first collection of poems in ancient China.
Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. Even if I don't go, will Zi Ning have no heir?
The green purple robe makes me think about it. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't come?
It is in the city gate. Not seeing him for one day is like missing him for three months.
There are vines in the wild, and there is no dew:
Interpretation: The vines in the countryside are green and covered with crystal dew.
From "Guo Feng·Zheng Feng·Wild Mane Grass" is a poem in the "Book of Songs", the first poetry collection in ancient China.
Guo Feng·Zheng Feng·There are vines in the wild
There are vines in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.
There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as clear air. We meet each other by chance, and we meet each other by chance.