Two cold food and rain songs
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
I have had three cold meals since I came to Huangzhou.
Cherish spring, want to keep spring, and manage spring from self-management to no one regrets.
This year also suffered from continuous rain, for two months, the climate was bleak as autumn.
Sniff begonia flowers and swallow branches of snow.
The creator secretly brought back the beautiful begonia, and the rain at night is really magical.
Begonia flower is like a sick teenager. When it is cured, its hair will grow old.
The riverside is surging, as if to rush into the portal, and the fierce attack of heavy rain seems not bad.
My cabin is like a fishing boat, shrouded in a water cloud.
The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and damp reeds are burning at the bottom of the stove.
I didn't know it was a cold food, but I saw crows burning the remaining paper money.
The emperor's palace gate has nine floors, which is far-reaching and difficult to return. The tombs of ancestors in the distance cannot be mourned.
I just want to imitate Ruan Ji and cry out in despair, but I am disheartened and unwilling to rekindle.
Translation:
Since I came to Huangzhou, I have gone through three cold food periods.
Cherish the spring every year and want to keep it. It is not a pity that spring is in charge of itself.
This year, it suffered from repeated rainy weather, and the climate was bleak for two months.
Lying in bed alone, I heard the rain beating begonia, and the petals like rouge fell like snowflakes.
The creator secretly took away the gorgeous begonia, and the rain in the middle of the night was really magical.
Haitang in the rain is like a sick teenager. When he recovered, his temples were gray and he was old.
The riverside is surging, as if to rush into the portal, and the rain seems fierce.
My cabin is like a fishing boat, shrouded in a water cloud.
The empty kitchen is cooking some cold dishes, and wet reeds are burning at the bottom of the broken stove.
I didn't know that this day turned out to be a cold food, but I saw a crow holding leftover paper money.
The palace gate of the son of heaven is so heavy that it is far-reaching and difficult to return. The ancestral graves are separated from Wan Li, so you can't mourn.
I just want to learn from Ruan Ji and cry bitterly, but my heart seems to be dying and I don't want to rekindle it.
2. "Chant of Mountain Residence"
Shan ju za Yong
Qing Dynasty: Huang Zongxi
Feng Yong sticks to his word and still doesn't waste my string songs.
I don't want to lose my heart until I die, so how can I be poor?
Twenty-two pieces of cotton were wrapped in rags and three pieces of pine were boiled in an empty pot.
A winter is also an open place, do you believe that the world is more than many?
Translation:
Guns, knives, swords, halberds, imprisoned in cages, all of which I have experienced calmly, but still can't stop me from playing the piano and singing.
Even if I am threatened with death, I will not bend my knees to perfection. What can poverty do to me?
Twenty-two pieces of cotton cloth were covered on the body, and three pine trees were cooked in an empty iron pot.
Even in the severe winter, I live honestly. How can I believe that there are many chances to win in the world?
3. "Two Songs of Xincheng Road"
Two songs on Xincheng Road
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Dongfeng knew that I was going hiking and blew away the rain accumulated between the eaves.
Clouds on the ridge are covered with floc hats, and bronze finches are hung on the trees on the first day.
Wild peaches and bamboo hedges are short, and streams and willows shake sand and clear water.
Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking celery and burning bamboo shoots in spring ploughing.
I have been here for a long time. I am listening to the sound of the stream by the stream.
Bulk materials are afraid of seeing forest axes and tired of listening to the wind.
When it is raining, tea merchants are happy and the mountains are clear.
How much do you know about the roads in the world? Try to ask Morita about coupled farming.
Translation:
The east wind seemed to know that I was going into the mountains, and it blew off the continuous rain accumulation between the eaves.
The clear cloud floating on the ridge seems to be wearing a silk hat. On the first day when the tree head rises, it looks like a bronze pheasant.
The wild peach blossoms beside the short bamboo fence nodded and smiled, and the wicker beside the Qingshaxi danced lightly and passionately.
People living in Xishan area should be the happiest, and cooking sunflower and burning bamboo shoots during spring ploughing is troublesome.
The long journey of life is like the long road under my feet, riding by the stream, putting down the reins and walking slowly, listening to the gurgling stream.
The party struggle in the imperial court, even the materials that are difficult to use are afraid of searching for the axe of the forest, and the tired war horse hopes to hear the call of retreat.
Enough drizzle brings joy to tea farmers. In the depths of this chaotic mountain, there are my honest friends.
How much can you know about the wrong way in the world? Ask the farmers who work in the fields.
4. A suggestion for my friend Liu
A suggestion for my friend Liu.
Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. ?
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
Translation:
The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson.
It's getting dark, and the snow is coming. Can I have a drink? Friend!
5. "Mid-Autumn Festival passes by Lushan Mountain, and Yu Zi tastes new chefs."
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, I tasted the new works of Yu Zi in Beishan.
Author Chen Zao? Song dynasty
White glutinous rice is freshly brewed red, and the pot is washed and the fire is blown to cook the scallions.
Don't be too clear and muddy, but it's spicy and powerful.
Translation:
The newly harvested white glutinous rice is brewed into red wine, and the pot is washed, the fire is blown, and the onion is boiled.
Don't dislike that the poured things look dirty. In fact, what you eat in your mouth will be particularly spicy and strong.