"Partridge Sky: Living in a Room of Green Smoke and Falling Sunshine"
Lu You
My family lives in a room of green smoke and falling sun, and everything in the world has nothing to do with it. I poured out the remaining jade and walked through the bamboo. I rolled up "Huang Ting" and lay down to look at the mountain.
If you are greedy and arrogant, you may as well show off your appearance wherever you go. Yuan Zhi's creation has a different heart, but he is old and heroic!
Interpretation: My family lives in a countryside with vast smoke-like clouds and sunset.
It has nothing to do with things in the world.
After drinking Yuxing, I took a walk through the bamboo forest;
After watching "Huang Ting", I lay down and enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the mountains.
What you covet is wanton indulgence, contempt for worldly life, and allowing yourself to grow old in this unrestrained life.
Don’t hinder yourself from being happy everywhere.
I originally knew that God had another kind of heart, which was to make the hero grow old without doing anything, as if he were treating ordinary people.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Autumn Colors Are Getting Late"
Ye Mengde
Autumn colors are getting late, and frost signals yellow flowers. The small window is low and the light is deep, and the slight path is winding and sloping. In order to ask what happened to the mountain old man, I sat and watched the young man, and tried my best to lose his beauty on the temples. I moved and looked at the sea, the sky was clear and the water was bright. ?
Thinking of the past, floating in the sky, all over the world. When I return, I will sweep the three paths again. The pines and bamboos are my home. But I hate that when the sad wind rises, new geese are flying in the clouds, and the horses on the side complain about the beards. Who is like an old man from Dongshan, talking and laughing in silence.
Interpretation: The autumn colors are getting thicker day by day, and the golden chrysanthemums convey the message of frost. The small windows are deeply hidden among the chrysanthemums, and the path winds up the mountain, twisting and sloping. I asked the monkey what was on his mind (it turned out he couldn't bear it) and just sat there and watched the time passing by easily and his temples turning gray. Wandering and gazing at the edge of Taihu Lake, the sky is clear and the lake reflects the bright clouds.
Recalling the past, I was wandering, traveling to the ends of the world, but achieving nothing. After returning, I clean the paths in the courtyard again. Songzhu is my home. But I hate that the sad autumn wind blows from time to time, and the geese returning from the south fly slowly among the clouds. The plaintive sound of beeping horns is intertwined with the mournful cry of the horses on the side. Who can be like Xie An of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, who extinguished the dust raised by the barbarian troops and horses while talking and laughing.
"Mountain Dwelling"
Wang Wei
Loneliness covers the wood door, and the vastness faces the falling light.
There are crane nests and pine trees everywhere, and few people visit the Piper Gate.
The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes.
Fireworks are going up on the ferry, and water chestnuts are collected everywhere.
Definition: Close the fence door tightly in silence, looking at the setting sun in the vast twilight.
Cranes roost in the surrounding pine trees, and visitors to Chaimen are sparsely neglected.
The tender bamboo joints have been covered with a new layer of pink, and the old lotus flowers have long shed their red robes.
The fishing stars at the ferry are dotted with water chestnut collectors returning from their boats.
"Climbing the Yueyang Tower"
Du Fu
In the past I heard about the water in Dongting, and now I am going up to the Yueyang Tower.
In the southeast corner of Wu and Chu, the universe floats day and night.
There are no relatives and friends, and there are no old and sick people.
The soldiers and horses pass through the north of the mountain, and Pingxuan Tisi flows.
Interpretation: In the past days, I heard that Dongting Lake was magnificent, and today I finally climbed to the Yueyang Tower as I wished.
The vast lake tore apart Wu and Chu, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my relatives and friends. I am old and sick, drifting around in a lonely boat.
The fighting at the northern border broke out again. I leaned on the railing and looked away with tears streaming down my face.
"Ode to Chrysanthemums in the Empress of Budi"
Huang Chao
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
Explanation: When the Double Ninth Festival comes in September in autumn, the chrysanthemums will bloom and other flowers will wither.
The chrysanthemums in full bloom are dazzling, and the fragrance fills the air. The whole city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums, and the golden armor-like chrysanthemums are everywhere.