1. Crossing the Lingding Ocean
Author Wen Tianxiang? Dynasty Song Dynasty
After a hard encounter, there are only a few stars in the war. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs.
Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean. Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history.
Translation?
Looking back on the hard work I went through in my early years from the imperial examination to becoming an official, it has been four years since the war ended. The country is in danger like catkins in a strong wind, and an individual is like duckweed in a sudden rain. The disastrous defeat in Panpantan makes me still panic. Being trapped in Yuanlu by Ling Dingyang makes me feel lonely and lonely. Who has been able to live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a piece of patriotic loyalty reflected in the annals of history.
2. Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao
Author Su Shi? Dynasty Song Dynasty
Ten years of life and death are uncertain. Without thinking. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Small Xuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
Translation?
It has been ten years since we said goodbye as husband and wife, and I can’t bear to miss you. But after all, it is difficult to see each other. That lonely grave thousands of miles away, there was no place to tell her the desolation and sadness in her heart. Even if we meet, you won't recognize me. My face is covered with dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night I returned to my hometown again in my dream, at the window of the hut. Dressing up. You and I were silent and miserable, and we could only shed a thousand lines of tears in silence. Unexpectedly, the place where I missed her back then was on a hill with dwarf pine trees on a bright moonlit night.
3. A Prune Cut
Author Li Qingzhao? Song Dynasty
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Translation?
The lotus has faded, the fragrance has faded, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, revealing the deep cool autumn. He gently took off his silk coat and lay down alone on the bed. Where the white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It is the time when the wild geese form the character "人" and return south. The moonlight is bright and immersed, filling the pavilion leaning against it in the west.
Flowers drift by themselves, and water drifts by itself. A kind of parting lovesickness affects the sorrow of two places. Ah, what cannot be ruled out is that - this lovesickness, this sorrow of separation, just disappeared from the slightly frowning eyebrows, and faintly lingered in my heart again.
4. Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts
Author Ma Zhiyuan? Chaoyuan Dynasty
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, and old roads with westerly wind and thin horses. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Translation
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree entangled with dead vines, emitting a shrill wail. The water flowed under the small bridge, and the smoke from the villagers' kitchens beside the bridge was heard. A thin horse on the ancient road was struggling to move forward in the west wind. The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. In the cold night, there are only lonely travelers wandering in distant places.
5. Poppies·When are the spring flowers and autumn moon
Author Li Yu? Dynasties and Five Dynasties
When are the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Translation?
When will this year end? How many past events do we know! Last night, the spring breeze blew again from the small building. On this night with the bright moon in the sky, how could I bear the pain of recalling my homeland. The finely carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the person I miss is already aging. Ask me how much sadness is in my heart, just like the endless spring water flowing eastward.