In the cold wind, there is hardly a bite of rice, sitting on the ground, sitting on the ground, the crow is old, sewed many times, and wears a brown hat on his head. Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist.
The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids. Standing in the direction of Tanzhou, looking north, looking straight at Chang 'an, the sky is like a white cloud, and there is a van parked there, suddenly worried.
Translation:
In the slight cold season, I barely ate a little, leaned against the promise and sat on the floor. Wuji was worn and sewed many times, wearing a brown hat on his head.
Spring has come, the rising tide lifts all boats, and the rivers are vast, floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds in the sky; I am weak and my eyes are dim. Looking at the flowers and plants on the shore, it seems that there is a layer of mist. Seeing butterflies and seagulls traveling freely, each has its own position. Standing in Tanzhou and looking straight at Chang 'an, it looks like white clouds in the sky. There was a Van Dory who suddenly felt sad.
2. Money was sent back to his hometown by Wang Wei after failing the list.
There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now. You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful. When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
Translation:
In the era of political clarity, there were no hermits, and talents came forth in large numbers to serve national affairs. Even you, a mountain hermit like Xie An, won't go picking EU like Boyi. I can't wait for the Golden Horse Gate during the exam. That's bad luck. Who said I was wrong? You passed by Jianghuai during the cold food season last year, and you have been sewing spring clothes in Luo Jing for one year.
We bid farewell outside Chang 'an, and now our bosom friend is leaving me. You have to sail south, and you can release your Chai Men in a few days. The trees in the distant mountains cover your figure, and the sunset is brilliant in the lonely city. It is purely accidental that you will not be hired for the time being. Don't feel sorry for yourself just because your bosom friend is scarce!