In autumn, on July 16th and 16th, Su Shi and his friends went boating in Chibi. The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Raise a glass to propose a toast to one's companions, recite articles related to the moon, and sing praises to chapters. Not long after, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between the Big Dipper and the cow. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. Vast as the wind in Feng Xu, I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy. (Feng Tong: adopted)
At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. The song says: "Gui Gui is like a blue paddle, striking the sky and tracing the streamer. I am pregnant, and I hope that beauty is on one side. " Guests have oral sex and rely on songs to make peace. Its voice is whiny, like resentment, like crying; The sound is endless. It can make the dragon dance in the deep valley and make the widow in the lonely boat cry.
Su Shi's face was sad and sad, so he sat up in a corner and asked the guest, "How do you know?" ? "The guest said," There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. "Isn't this Cao Mengde's poem? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east, the mountains and rivers are misty and gloomy. Isn't this because Meng Zhizhi was trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou and went down to Jiangling, downstream to the east. He was thousands of miles long, wearing a flag, drinking wine and singing poems across the river, and became a hero in the world. Now, where is he? My son and I are fishing on the river, making friends with fish, shrimp and elk, keeping a boat and keeping bottles for each other. It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth. I lament my life for a while and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River for a while. Fly with the flying fairy, hold the bright moon, and grow up. I can't understand it for a while, but I hate it. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow. Gai must view it from its changers, then heaven and earth can't be in an instant; If you look at it from its unchangeable point of view, then things are infinite to me, so why envy them! Besides, between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner, not mine, so I will take it for nothing. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are wonderful to hear and beautiful to meet. It is the creator's endless hiding place, and my son and I are in the right place. "
So the companion smiled happily, wiped the cup clean again and poured it again. All the vegetables and fruits have been eaten, leaving only the cups on the table in a mess. Sleeping on the boat, hugging each other, I know the horizon has turned white.
Vernacular translation
In autumn in Ren Xu, on July 16, my friends and I went boating under Chibi. The breeze blows gently, but the waves are quiet. Raise a glass to the other half, and recite the chapter "My My Fair Lady" in the bright moon. After a while, the bright moon rose from the back of Dongshan and moved back and forth between Dousu and Niusu. White fog streaked across the river and covered the sky. Indulge a reed-like boat to float freely and cross the endless river. Just like walking in the air with the wind, I don't know where I will stop. It's like I'm going to leave this world to fly, I'm going to become an immortal and enter a fairyland.
At this time, I am very happy to drink, knock on the boat and sing. The song sings: "laurel wooden boats and vanilla paddles are flapping clear waves in the moonlight and going upstream on the moonlight water." My feelings are far away, looking at the beautiful scenery, but on the other side of the sky. " There are also guests who can play the flute, accompanied by the rhythm of the song. The sound of the flute is like mourning, like hope, like weeping, like complaining, and the lingering sound echoes on the river like silk. Can make the dragon in the deep valley dance for it, can make the widow in the lonely boat cry for it.
I also looked sad, adjusted my skirt and sat up straight, asking the guest, "Why is the flute so sad?" The guest replied: "The moon stars are rare, and birds fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Gong and Meng De? From here, you can see Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. The mountains and rivers are contiguous, and at first glance, it is gloomy. Isn't that where Cao Mengde was besieged by Zhou Yu? At the beginning, Jingzhou was captured, Jiangling was captured, and it went down the Yangtze River. His warships are connected end to end, stretching for thousands of miles, with flags covering the sky. Facing the great river, he poured wine and recited poems with a spear. He used to be a contemporary hero, but where is he now?
Besides, you and I are fishing and chopping wood in a small continent in the middle of the river, with fish and shrimp as partners and elk as friends. We are driving this boat on the river, raising cups and toasting each other, just like a mayfly in the vast world, as small as a millet in the sea. Alas, sighing that our life is only a short moment, we can't help but envy the endless Yangtze River. I want to travel around the world hand in hand with the gods and embrace the bright moon forever. Knowing that these can't be realized after all, I have to turn my regret into a flute and entrust it to the sad autumn wind. "
I asked, "Do you know this water and the moon? The passage of time is like this water, but it has not really passed away; When the circle disappears, just like this month, there is no increase or decrease after all. It can be seen that from the changeable side of things, everything between heaven and earth is constantly changing, even stopping in the blink of an eye; From the unchangeable side of things, everything is eternal to us, so what is there to envy? Besides, between heaven and earth, everything has its own master, and if it is not what it should be, it will not even get a penny. Only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains become sounds when they are heard, and all kinds of colors are drawn when they enter the eyes. No one will forbid you to get these things, and there will be no worries about feelings. This is an inexhaustible treasure given by nature, and you and I can share it together. "
The guest smiled happily, washed the glass and filled it again. All the vegetables and fruits have been eaten, and the cups and plates are in a mess. Everyone slept on the boat with pillows on each other, and before you know it, there was a white dawn in the East.
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Introduction of works
"Red Cliff Fu" is a fu created by Su Shi, a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty. Written in the fifth year of Yuanfeng (1082) when Song Shenzong relegated Huangzhou (now Huanggang, Hubei). This poem describes what the author and his friends saw and felt when they went boating in Chibi on a moonlit night. Taking the author's subjective feelings as a clue, through the form of subject-object question and answer, it reflects the author's liberation from boating on a moonlit night to drawing lessons from a painful experience and then to philosophy. Quan Fu embodies its unique artistic conception in layout and structural arrangement, with deep feelings and profound thoughts. It has a high literary position in the history of China literature and has a great influence on later Fu, prose and poetry.
Creation background
The Red Wall Fu was written during Su Shi's relegation to Huangzhou, which was one of the most difficult periods in his life. In the second year of Yuanfeng (1079), Su Shi was accused of defaming the imperial court for writing a poem "Xie Shangbiao in Huzhou", impeached by Yushi and accused of defaming the imperial court. History is called "Wutai Poetry Case". "After several reconstructions", he was tortured. After being rescued by many parties, he was released in1February of that year and was demoted to deputy ambassador of Huangzhou Youth League Training, but "no official contract, no unauthorized placement." This is undoubtedly a "semi-prisoner" controlled life. In the fifth year of Yuanfeng, Su Shi visited Chibi twice in July 16 and 10/5, and wrote two poems about Chibi. Later generations called the first poem "Red Cliff Fu" and the second poem "Back Red Cliff Fu".
Brief introduction of the author
Su Shi (1037—110/) was born in Meishan, Meizhou (now Sichuan). Son of Su Xun. Jiayou years (1056-1063), Jinshi. He wrote a letter about the disadvantages of Wang Anshi's new law, and later he was sent to Yushitai prison and demoted to Huangzhou for satirizing the new law with poetry. Song Zhezong, a bachelor of Hanlin, is a native of Yingzhou, and is an official of the Ministry of Rites. Later, he was exiled to Huizhou and Danzhou. There are benefits everywhere. Chasing Wen Zhong after death. Knowledgeable, like to reward backwardness.
Together with his father Su Xun and his brother Su Zhe, he was called "Su San". His prose is arbitrary, and he is one of the "Eight Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties". His poems have a wide range of themes, are fresh and healthy, are good at using exaggerated metaphors and have a unique style. Also known as "Su Huang" with Huang Tingjian. Bold words, and Xin Qiji called "Su Xin". He is also engaged in painting and calligraphy. There are Seven Chapters of Dongpo, Dongpo Yi Zhuan, Dongpo Shu Zhuan, Dongpo Yuefu and so on.
Baidu Encyclopedia-"Red Cliff Fu"