Ten poems by Lu You about loving cats
Part 1 of "Gift of Cats"
Wrapped in salt and hired raccoon slaves, he often goes to the corner of the theater.
Drunk with mint all the time, occupying the 氍湹 every night.
The merits of a rat's hole are numerous, but there is no reward for a fish meal.
We should still give him a name and call him Less Tutu.
I exchanged my precious salt for a little kitten, which I often see playing next to my seat. Naughty, it is always intoxicated by the fragrance of catnip, and competes with me for the warm blanket every night. But it is not a complete preserved egg eater. You see, it just returned from the mouse nest with a majestic victory. How could I not reward it with a delicious meal of dried fish mixed with rice? Seeing how majestic it is, I decided to give it a domineering name, let's call it "Cerebellar Ax"!
For this new "cerebellar axe", Lu You couldn't get enough of one poem, so he wrote two more in one go.
"Giving a Cat" Part 2
Wrap in salt to welcome the little raccoon slave, and protect the mountain house with thousands of books.
I feel ashamed that my family is poor and my talents are poor.
I used salt as a thank-you gift to welcome a little cat, who helped me protect the thousands of books in the mountain house that were almost eaten by rats. I feel ashamed that my family is too poor and the reward given to it is too meager. When the weather is cold, there is no warm blanket to sit on, and there are often no small fish in the food.
Part 3 of "Giving a Cat"
If you hold the mouse in vain, you will not be impeached. A basket of fish and rice will come in time.
Look at you sleeping peacefully every day, why do you keep going and coming back? ?
It doesn’t matter if you can’t catch the mouse. Your dried fish rice will still be delivered on time. But I just want to ask, I see you lying there all day long and sleeping well, is there anything worth running around for you today? You are really "busy with nothing"!
It is said that raising cats is addictive. Once you raise one, you can’t help but want to raise a second and third one. After writing these three cat poems, Lu You got two more cats from nowhere. . One is called Xue'er and the other is called Fenbi. No, as soon as he put down the cat in his hand, he quickly picked up the pen and started writing poetry again.
"Picture of a raccoon slave under the flowers"
"Getting a cat in a nearby village to compose a poem based on a play named Xue'er"
Like a tiger, you can marry a tree. Like a horse that does not lie on its shaft.
But it’s an empty mouse hole, not a fish meal.
The mint is drunk all the time, and the water is warm every night.
The old boy in my previous life stayed with me in the old mountain village.
Like a tiger but can climb trees, like a pony but not able to pull a cart. I know how to clear the mouse hole, but I don't care whether I can eat small dried fish. Intoxicated with catnip all the time, it helps me warm my blanket every night. Xueer may be my old book boy in my previous life, and she will accompany me until I grow old in the mountain village in this life.
"Gift of Pink Nose"
Long night, the raccoons and slaves are busy with rats, and their angry beards are dripping with blood to protect the disabled ones.
Ask how the canal looks like in a red door, full of fish every day and sleeping under the brocade trees?
My cat has been catching mice for several nights, roaring with fury and spraying blood from the corners of its mouth, just to protect my little remaining food. It's not like a cat in a wealthy family who only needs to eat fish and rice every day and sleep on a brocade mat as comfortably as possible.
After reading these two poems, do you think that Xueer and Fenbi seem to work a little harder than Cerebellum Axe, and they are not so picky about their food, so they don’t have to ask for dried small fish. However, these three cute cats sometimes made Lao Lu so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, otherwise he wouldn't have written a poem specifically to ridicule them!
"Flower Picture" (detail) painted by Wang Yuan, a painter of the Yuan Dynasty
"Mocking Animal Cats"
It's so bad that he turned over his basin violently and complained that he could not sleep. become!
But I want the fish to be satisfied, and I don’t care about the rats.
If you want to fly and hold a cicada quickly, you must first pity the young tree.
Where is Qushan? This family is the most famous.
The mice knocked over my basin. I really admire that you can still sleep! I just wanted to eat enough fish and rice, and ignored the mice that were still jumping up and down in the house. If you want to run as fast as a cicada cat, you must first be able to climb trees flexibly and lightly. I would like to ask where the famous Qushan Mountain, which looks like a big mouse, is. The mouse clan is so powerful!
Look, the cats only care about sleeping soundly after eating. They are too fat to climb the tree. They don't even care about the rampant mice. Lu You is so angry that he can only look at the "mountain" and sigh. (It is said that the shape of Qushan is like a big rat)
"Two Senses"
The raccoon slave was sleeping under the quilt, but the rat was lying across the bed as if he didn't hear it.
It will bring disaster to Si Wen if I can't put books on the shelf.
The dry magpies come under the eaves, making noisy noises and not waiting for the morning.
But in order to get food tips, why ever ask passers-by.
Laziness can be warm and peaceful, hunger can be tamed when full.
Your plan is good, but I am worried and difficult to express.
The cat is sleeping in the bed, and the mice are running rampant and don't care. Rats are gnawing at the books on my shelves, which is a disaster for Sven. Magpies flew down from the eaves, chirping noisily before dawn. Just to find food, without asking whether pedestrians are disturbed. The lazy ones feel comfortable when they are warmed (cats), and the hungry ones are tamed when they are fed (magpies). Your little thoughts are quite good, but who can I tell you about my worries about the rat infestation? I don’t know what method he came up with later to mobilize the enthusiasm of the cats. Cerebroaxe, Xueer and Fenbi once again showed their power and defeated the mice. Lao Lu was very pleased.
"When rats are repeatedly defeated, I write a poem about being hunted and killed by raccoon slaves."
No one in the service burns incense, but raccoon slaves are willing to accompany them in the meditation room.
When I slept in the book, I borrowed the bed to apply it to warm me. I sat at night and heard the symptoms of leaking drums.
Jia Yong was able to empty the mouse hole, but Ce Xun was more than just walking in the guts.
Although the fish bag is thin, it is really worthy of it, and it is not busy catching butterflies among the flowers. ?
Without a servant, I can only light incense myself. Only the cat is willing to accompany me in the meditation room. When reading and sleeping, he and I share the same bed and pillow under the warm quilt. At night, he lies beside me and listens to the sound of leaking drums. If you muster up the courage to wipe out the rats in the hole, you will get more than just reward them with sausages. But even though they only got a well-deserved little bit of dried fish, they would not forget their duties just to catch butterflies among the flowers.