1. Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow.
2. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
3. The laughter gradually disappeared and became quieter, and the passion was ruthlessly annoyed
4. This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss at the time.
5. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
1. A cut of plum blossoms·The fragrance of red lotus root and the fragrance of residual jade in autumn
Original text
Author: Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus root and residual jade 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. Looking up at the distant sky, 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.
2. Die Lianhua·Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is gentle
Original text
Author: Liu Yong
Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is gentle thin. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. The grass is dimly illuminated by smoke. Who would be speechless?
I plan to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually becomes wider and I will never regret it. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.
Translation
I have been leaning on the railing of a high-rise building for a long time, and the breeze is blowing on my face. . The green grass and the erratic mist are hidden in the setting sun. Who can understand my mood of leaning on the railing in silence.
I planned to get drunk with my bohemian mood, raise my glass and sing loudly, but it was meaningless to force myself to laugh. I was losing weight day by day but I never felt regretful. I would rather feel that she was so thin that she looked listless and haggard.
3. Dielianhua·Spring Scene
Original text
Author: Su Shi
The flowers have faded to red, green and small apricots. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches. There is no grass anywhere in the world.
The swing inside the wall and the road outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women smiling inside the wall. The laughter gradually disappeared and became quieter. Passionate but annoyed by ruthlessness.
Translation
Spring is coming to an end, the flowers are withering, and green fruits have grown on the apricot trees. Swallows fly across the sky, and clear rivers surround village homes. The catkins on the willow branches have been blown away less and less, but don't worry, lush grass can be seen everywhere. Inside the wall, there was a girl playing on a swing. The girl let out a beautiful laugh that could be heard by passers-by outside the wall. Slowly, the laughter inside the wall disappeared, and the passers-by felt lost, as if their passionate self had been hurt by the ruthless girl.
4. Jinse
Original text
Author: Li Shangyin
Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar reflect the past. .
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart in love with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke.
Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time.
Translation
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and every section makes people nostalgic for the golden years. My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by the butterfly's dawn dream; and like the hope that the emperor turns into a cuckoo, expressing the sadness of spring heart. The bright moon shines high in the sea, and the sharks cry and their tears turn into beads. The red sun is warm in Lantian, and you can see the smoke coming from Liangyu. The joys and sorrows of separation and reunion cannot be recalled today, but back then they were careless and already at a loss. Although it is difficult for readers to understand the ideological content of the poem "Jin Se", the poetic realm where the mind can wander can easily emerge in their minds.
5. Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet
Original text
Author: Li Shangyin
It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. , the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead, and wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes.
When you look into the mirror at dawn, you are worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Translation
It is a rare opportunity to meet, and it is even more difficult to part with each other. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to end with the east wind, and the flowers have faded, which makes people even more sad.
The spring silkworm spins its cocoon and spins out the silk only when it dies, and the wax candle like tears cannot drip dry until it burns out and turns to ashes.
When a woman dresses up and looks in the mirror in the morning, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.
The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.