It's written by Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty.
Don't write music for half a year. Never leave your intestines. The opportunity to meet is so rare, regret should not be so easily separated, and is the same as last year's pear white like snow, the building to look at more spring.
there is no place to talk about the dark yearning, and melancholy comes at night. The sad tears flowed continuously, dyed the red cuffs dyed black yellow color.
Interpretation:
I haven't received your letter in the next six months, and my thoughts are broken into thousands of inches for you. Every inch is tied with thousands of worries, and every sorrow is pulling my heart. The opportunity to meet each other is so rare, and I regret that I shouldn't leave it so easily. Last year, pear blossoms were as white as snow, and going upstairs to see flowers hurt spring even more.
The lovesickness can only be depressed in my heart, and there is nowhere to tell the lovesickness words. When I worry about the daytime and the bright moon covered by smoke, I feel even more sad at this time. Sad tears kept flowing and dyed the bright red cuffs black and yellow.
2. Acacia is hard to express, and dreams and souls are unfounded, but only returning is.
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It's a matter of green, dark and red. Green poplar courtyard, warm wind curtain, there is a person gaunt.
buying flowers and wine in Chang' an city, but also competing for similarity, seeing peaches and plums at home. Don't waste the east wind blowing the guest's tears. Acacia is hard to describe, dreams and souls are unfounded, only returning is.
Interpretation:
After careful calculation, two-thirds of the spring scenery in a year has passed. The shade is thick and the red flowers are heavy, which is still the scene of previous years. In the courtyard, willows are lingering, and warm wind is blowing in the curtain. A man is worried and haggard.
even if you buy flowers and wine in Chang' an city, how can you compare with the joy of seeing peaches and plums in bloom and pink leaves in your hometown? I don't complain that the spring breeze blows strangers to tears, but I am too homesick. Acacia is hard to express, and there is no trace of dreams. Only when you return will you really get what you want.
3. the high lantern flickers; and deeper grows my longing, I lift the shade and, with many a sigh, gaze upon the moon.
It's from "The First Sauvignon Blanc" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty.
Sauvignon Blanc is in Chang 'an. Insects hum of autumn by the gold brim of the well, a thin frost glistens like little mirrors on my cold mat.
the high lantern flickers; and deeper grows my longing, I lift the shade and, with many a sigh, gaze upon the moon. Single as a flower, centred from the clouds!
above, I see the blueness and deepness of sky, below, I see the greenness and the restlessness of water.
heaven is high, earth wide; bitter between them flies my sorrow, can I dream through the gateway, over the mountain?.
sauvignon blanc, destroy your heart!
Definition:
I miss you day and night. The person I miss is in Chang 'an. In the autumn night, the Weaver Maid crows in well field, and the bamboo mat is particularly cold with a slight frost. I miss her soul at night, and the lonely lamp is dim with me; Roll up the curtains and look at the bright moon, sighing for the moon in vain. Beautiful as flowers and jade, as if separated in the clouds!
there is a vast sky above, and there are waves of clear water below. How hard it is to travel day and night, and it is difficult for dreams to fly over this mountain. I miss you day and night, and the love of acacia hurts my liver and intestines.
4. superficial feelings are like the end, and the clouds are uncertain, still in the dream soul.
It's from Yan Jidao's "Youth Tour" in the Song Dynasty.
Being away from many is the most important thing, and things flow like water, and finally they meet. Shallow feelings are like the end, and the clouds are uncertain, still in the dream soul.
poor people's wishes are thinner than clouds and water, and good things are more difficult to weigh. I have never thought about it carefully, but I have broken my heart in many places, which is different from this time.
Interpretation:
Parting is the most similar to this scene, where two waters diverge, one facing west and the other facing east, but we can finally meet again. Even if the emotion is shallow, it seems to be fluttering and the clouds are empty, but we can still meet in a dream. It is a pity that people's feelings are more shallow and uncertain than flowing water, and it is difficult to make people believe in it. Think back carefully, all the past. Although it has been heartbroken many times, it is completely different from this time!
5. It's the most important thing. It's hard to send lovesickness when the plum blossom is broken.
From the song dynasty's meticulous "High Balcony, Send Chen Junheng to Be Called"
According to the wild standard, the sky is low in Wan Li. Treasure with a gold medal, respecting the velvet hat in front of you. Qin Guan Bianshui passed through the land, wanted to board, and all paid new poems. Swim in England, fold drums and clear shackles, and the horse is named Ji.
Yan Shanxue should be treated with wine. It is freezing in the glacier and the moon. If you vote for the old age, who will read it in Jiangnan will return. The east wind is turning green in the West Lake, and the geese have returned, but people have not returned to the south. The most important thing is to fold the plum blossoms, and it is difficult to send acacia.
Interpretation:
Yuan Ye Mobile's standard is dazzling, the chariots and horses of the pilgrimage emperor are vast, the Wan Li is flat and the sky is low. At the farewell banquet, you wore a treasure belt around your waist and a gold medal, and your velvet hat was tilted and glowing. The Qin Guan Bianshui in your hometown is where you will pass. I guess when you board them, you will be excited to chant new poems.
You will enjoy traveling in the northland and listen to the loud and magnificent music of stacked drums and huskies. You are riding a fine horse, with the famous Maggie by your side. When you are drunk and hot, you face a piece of white snow and ice in Yanshan Mountain, like a frozen moon shining on the ice-covered river. At dawn, there are several white clouds flying in Longtou.
Now I'm young and gone. Like He Fanghui, I'm so sad that I can't go home in Jiangnan. Who will think about it? The spring breeze gradually dyed the West Lake green. The wild goose has returned here, but you still haven't returned home. The most emotional thing is that even if you fly the plum blossom, you can't pin my thoughts on you.