Long Wave and Slow Sand, Silver and Retranslation

Waves slow and clouds heavy [Song]. In Zhou Bangyan, the clouds are heavy, the grass on the shore is withered, and the fog in the city is hidden. Nanmo's fat car is ready to go, and the East Gate is drinking. This is a slap in the face and a knot. Cover up red tears, jade hands fold. Why go to Hanpu and Li Hong? Time has changed, and the sound has been lost. I am eager to see the distant earth and the vast sky. It's cold and clear against the dew, and there's no place, so I feel cold and swallow. Everything is unforgettable, but it is faint. Cui Zun is tireless, and I can keep the West Building Moon when I break the clouds. Banded light eliminates wrinkles and old incense decomposes. The song of resentment is eternal, and Joan's pot is knocked out. I hate that spring is gone and I don't know anyone. It fills the night and empty space with pear blossoms and snow.

Selected Poems of Song Dynasty, Parting Translation and Annotation Translation The sky is gloomy, and the grass on the shore has been frozen by severe frost. The morning fog filled the city wall and disappeared. The oiled car on South Street is waiting to leave, and the farewell party outside the East Gate has stopped. The weeping willows brush the face, and the twigs seem to be available for editing. The beauty covered her face with her hand, wiped away the tears of parting, and stretched out her jade hand to break the willow branches. Think of the swan goose by the Hanshui River. Where have you been? I haven't heard from you after such a long absence. Do you know that someone is holding you? Warm and thoughtful. Looking up, I saw that the land was far and wide, and she was nowhere to be seen.

In this cold and deserted place, I can only hear the ticking of the pot on a cold night, and that kind of sadness and sobs is even more disturbing. Alas, everything in the world is hard to forget, only parting. At that time, I regretted breaking up easily and saying goodbye. The wine in the jade cup is not dry yet. Fill it up next time we meet. I hope that thin cloud will leave the waning moon in the corner of the west wing, and let me raise my glass to the moon and miss the distance. The ribbon she gave me has been worn for a long time and has lost its luster. Pattern embroidery has been folded for a long time, and the folds are difficult to unfold. The double-ring jade chain has also been disconnected and untied, and the extraordinary fragrance of Fang Xin has temporarily dissipated.

Appreciating this poem about parting lovesickness is an artistic masterpiece with twists and turns, rich levels, diverse changes and integrity.

The whole word * * * is divided into three parts, the first part, the time and place are explained separately. "Silver", "Frost Disappeared" and "Fog Hidden" show that on a foggy autumn morning, in the "corner of the city", the woman "covered her tears" and "kissed the jade hand" and personally sent her lover away. In China's movies, when writing farewell, both of them are unwilling to look at each other from a distance, and they are sad inside. The earth is so far away and the sky is so wide, but my lover rushes to the "cold and empty, nowhere to be forgotten" and "only existence".