1. "Sitting and Chanting at Night"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai
Winter nights are cold and the nights are long. I sit in the north hall for a long time and meditate. . The ice blends into the well and the spring moon enters the boudoir.
The golden vat is green and the light is crying sadly. When the golden vat is destroyed, there will be many cries. Cover my concubine's tears and listen to your song.
The song has sound and the concubine has feelings. The love and voice are in harmony, and there is no conflict between the two. A word that doesn't make sense,
I follow you all the way, Liang Chenfei.
2. "A Letter to the King from Yuzhou"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
I once heard that I went to Yuzhou in May and took pictures of the long pavilion in the water. Build obscenely.
Only the soul of dreams lingers, and I am more prepared when discussing the history of the Tang Dynasty.
The boat passes through the old country every year, and the frost falls and the waves on the cold river close.
The dream of returning home will never come true in winter nights, and I am tired of hearing the news on the ship.
3. "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness"?
Era: Tang Dynasty? Author: Bai Juyi
Winter Solstice in Handan Posthouse,
Knee-hugging lamp with front shadow accompanying you.
I want to sit at home late at night,
I should also talk about people traveling far away.
4. Traveling to the North
Era: Tang Author: Li Bai
Translation comparison
The candle dragon lives in a poor family, and the light is still open .
Why can’t the sun and moon shine like this? Only the north wind roars up from the sky.
The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace.
In December of Youzhou, when I miss my wife, I stop singing and laugh, and the two moths destroy her.
Leaning on the door and looking at the passers-by, it is sad to read that the Great Wall is bitter and cold.
When it was time to say goodbye, I picked up my sword and went to save him, leaving behind this golden Tao Jing with a tiger inscription.
There is a pair of white-feathered arrows, and a spider spins a web of dust.
The arrows are empty, and people will die in battle and never come back.
I couldn’t bear to see this thing, so I burned it to ashes.
The Yellow River can be blocked by holding soil, but the north wind, rain and snow can hardly cut it.
5. Xiaozhi
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu
The weather, people, and the sun are urging each other, and the winter solstice is full of sunshine and spring comes again.
The five lines of embroidery add weak threads, and the blowing of Jia and Liuguan moves the floating ash.
The shore is waiting for the wax generals to relax the willows, and the mountains are cold and want to bloom the plum blossoms.
The clouds and things are not different from each other. The country is different. I teach my children to hold the cup in their hands.