Volume 3
1. "Three Poems from the Book of Songs"
"The Book of Songs? Wei Feng? Meng"
The Chi Chi of Meng , hug cloth trade silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and when they come, they come to plot against me. Send the son to Sheqi, and go to Dunqiu. The gangster and I are in the wrong period, and I am an unscrupulous matchmaker. The general will not be angry, and autumn will come.
Ride on that wall to hope that the pass will be restored. I don't see the return pass, and I burst into tears. Seeing the return pass, I laughed and talked. Erbu Erzhen, the body has no blame words. Come with your car and move with my bribe.
"The Book of Songs? Qin Feng? No Clothes"
Do you mean no clothes? Be in the same robe as your son. The king raised his army, repaired my sword and spear, and shared the same enemy with me!
How do you say you have no clothes? Tongze with Zi. The king has raised his army, repaired my spear and halberd, and worked with me together!
How do you say you have no clothes? Wear the same clothes as your son. The king raised his troops, repaired my armor and soldiers, and went with me!
"Beifeng*Jingnu"
The quiet girl and her concubine are waiting for me in the corner of the city. Love without seeing, scratch one's head and hesitate.
The quiet girl is promiscuous, which makes me troublesome. Tongguan Youwei, said that the girl is beautiful.
Since shepherding and returning to grassland, it is beautiful and unique. The gangster girl is beautiful, and the beautiful woman is the beauty.
2. "Li Sao" Qu Yuan
The Emperor Gaoyang's Miao descendant came here, and my emperor's name was Boyong.
Photographed Ti Zhen in Meng Zouxi, only Geng Yinwu surrendered.
Huang Lan visited Kuiyu for the first time, and Zhaoxi paid tribute to him.
The name Yu is Zhengzexi and the courtesy name is Lingjun.
Fenwu not only has this inner beauty, but also attaches great importance to cultivation.
Hu Jiangli and Pizhixi were admired by Ren Qiulan.
If Miyu is about to fail, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with him as time goes by.
The magnolias are blooming in the morning, and the continent is deserted in the evening.
The sun and the moon are suddenly not flooded, and the spring and autumn are the order of the times.
Only the scattered vegetation is a fear of the beauty’s twilight.
Why not change this attitude if you don’t strengthen your body and abandon your filth?
Ride on a horse to gallop, come to me, Daofu, to lead the way
3. "The Peacock Flying Southeast" (the cock crows and the dawn...the two have the same affection; the government officials heard This change... will never be complete again)
▲The rooster crows and the bride is wearing makeup. Wearing my embroidered skirt, everything can be done. Silk shoes underfoot, tortoiseshell light on head. Her waist is as smooth as silk, and her ears are adorned with bright moon ornaments. The fingers are like peeling onion roots, and the mouth is like holding pearl pills. Delicate and delicate steps, exquisite and unparalleled in the world.
I went to the church to worship my mother, but she was furious. ?When I was a daughter, I gave birth to a baby in the wild. I have no lessons, and I am ashamed of my family. Because his mother has a lot of money and silk, he can't bear to be driven by his mother. I'm going back home today to think of my mother and help the family. ?But I said goodbye to my sister-in-law with tears streaming down my face. ?When the bride first came, my sister-in-law started to support the bed; today I was sent away, my sister-in-law is as tall as me. I am diligent in raising my father-in-law, so that I can support myself and my generals. On the seventh and ninth day of the lunar month, don’t forget to play together. ?Going out to get on the bus, I shed tears for more than a hundred lines.
The government officials’ horses are in front, and the bride’s carriage is behind. It is faintly hidden at the entrance of the main road. He dismounted and got into the carriage, lowered his head and whispered in a low voice: "I swear not to be separated from you, sir, and I will return home for now." I am going to the mansion now and will return soon. I swear to God! ?
The bride said to the government official: "I feel sorry for you!" If you see the record, I hope you will come soon. You are like a rock, and I am like a pampas grass. The pampas grass is like silk, and the rock cannot be moved. I have a biological father and brother who are sexually violent. I'm afraid that if you don't let me do whatever you want, you'll hurt me. ?The hands are raised for a long time, and the two emotions are the same.
▲When the government officials heard about this change, they asked for leave and returned temporarily. Before reaching two or three miles, the Tibetan horse was destroyed and mourned. The bride recognizes the sound of a horse. We greet each other on tiptoe, looking at each other sadly from a distance. Knowing that it was an old friend coming, he raised his hand to pat the saddle. Sighing makes my heart sad: "Since you left me, everything has become immeasurable." The result is not as expected, and it is not as detailed as yours. I have biological parents, persecutors and brothers. If I respond to others, what else can you expect! ?
The official said to the bride: "Congratulations! You have been promoted to a high position!" The rock is square and thick and can last for thousands of years. The pampas grass is weaving for a while, and it is done day and night. Your Majesty is honored that day, but I am going to the underworld alone! ?The bride said to the government officials: ?Why did you say this? They are both forced, and so are you and your concubines. See you under the underworld, don’t go against what you said today! ?Hold your hands and go your separate ways, each returning to his own home. Is it okay to say goodbye to strangers if they wish to die? Thoughts and separation from the world will never be complete again!
4. Three poems from the Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties
"The Far-Away Altair"
The far-away Altair is a Han woman on the Jiaojiao River. The slender hands are used to make tricks. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain. The river is clear and shallow, only a few degrees apart. There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless.
"Dan Ge Xing" Cao Cao
Singing while drinking, what is life like? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away.
Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.
Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. But for your sake, I still ponder it.
Yo yo, the deer roars, eating apples in the wild. I have guests who play the harp and sheng.
It’s as bright as the moon, when can you wipe it off? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.
The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more useless you are. Qi Kuo talks about Yan, thinking about old kindness.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south, circling the tree three times, where can I rely on the branch?
The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep. The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart.
"Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" by Tao Yuanming
There is no vulgar charm, and the nature loves hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.
The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall.
The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees. The courtyard is free of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.
5. Recitation of other ancient poems
"Mrs. Xiang"
The emperor's son descended to Beizhu, his eyes were dim and worried.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the waves in the Dongting are under the wooden leaves.
Climb the white weeds and look forward to the sunset.
The birds are gathering in the apples? Why is the rope on the wood?
There are szaps in the garden and orchids in the river. I miss the young master but dare not speak.
Looking into the distance from the desolate landscape, you can see the gurgling water.
Why does the elk eat in the garden? Why is the Jiao descended from the water?
In the morning, horses are riding towards Jianggao, and in the evening, horses are racing towards Xinan.
When I heard that the beautiful woman was calling me, I will fly away and pass away together.
The house is built in the water, and the lotus canopy is used to repair it;
The purple altar is on the wall, and the hall is built with fragrant peppers;
The cascade is decorated with orchids, The Xinyi lintel is the pharmacy;
The plum blossoms are the curtains, and the peels are the curtains;
The white jade is the town, and the sparse orchids are the fragrance.
The lotus house is full of flamboyance, and Du Heng is the dizzying place.
The real courtyard is filled with hundreds of grasses, and the verandah gate is fragrant and fragrant.
Nine Yis come together to welcome you, and the spirits come like clouds.
Donate the remaining clothes in the river, and leave the remaining mattresses in Lipu.
If you visit Du Ruo on Tingzhou, you will leave behind those who are far away.
The time cannot come suddenly, let’s talk happily and happily.
"Long Song Xing"
The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to set in the morning dew.
Budze in spring brings brilliance to all things.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.
From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west?
If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.
6. "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell" by Li Bai
Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the dim sea. The people of Yue are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds and clouds may be visible. Tianmu reaches the sky and stretches across the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 18,000 feet high, so it tilts toward the southeast.
I want to dream of Wu Yue, and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight. The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River. Xie Gong's residence is still there today, with the Lu River rippling and clear apes crowing. With Xie Gong's sandals on his feet, he climbed the Qingyun Ladder. Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the sky can hear chickens.
Thousands of rocks have endless twists and turns, and the path is uncertain, and the lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are shocking to the top of the mountain. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke. There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed. The stone door of the cave opens suddenly.
The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another. Tigers, drums and harps come and Luan returns to the carriage, and immortals come and line up like hemp. Suddenly my soul palpitates and my soul moves, I suddenly start and sigh.
Only when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.
The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards. When will you return after leaving? Let the white deer wander among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy!
7. Six Modern Style Poems
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
"Climbing High" by Du Fu
The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan.
Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.
"Prime Minister of Shu" Du Fu
Where can I find the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister? There are many cypresses outside Jinguan City.
The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sounds good in the sky through the leaves.
Three visits to trouble the world, two dynasties to open the hearts of old ministers.
He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears.
"Stone City" by Liu Yuxi
My motherland is surrounded by mountains, and the city is lonely and empty.
The old moon on the east side of the Huai River, I still come across the female wall late at night.
"Jin Se" by Li Shangyin
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of 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.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
"Shu Anger" Lu You
In his early years, he knew that things were difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.
I walled the Great Wall and promised myself that it would be empty, but the faded hair on my temples was already stained in the mirror.
If you are a master and have a true reputation in the world, who can compare with you in a thousand years!
8. Seven Poems
"Poppy" by Li Yu
When are the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon. The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
"Rain Lin Ling" Liu Yong
The chilling cicadas are sad, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqing Festival! Where can I wake up from my drunkenness today? The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
"Niannujiao" Su Shi
The great river goes eastward, and the waves are washed away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time. I recall Gong Jin’s time when Xiao Qiao was married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the rafts and oars disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
"Magpie Bridge Immortal" Qin Guan
The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
"Slow Voice" by Li Qingzhao
Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat his late arrival? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, it rains bit by bit. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"?
"Forever Happiness? Nostalgia for the Past in Guting, Bei Jingkou" by Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, heroes have never found Sun Zhongmou. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived.
Think of those days when we were brave and powerful, and could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hurried visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road. But looking back, under the Buddha and Li Temple, there is a sacred crow drum! Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
"Yangzhou Slowness" Jiang Kui
The famous capital of Huaizuo, a good place in Zhuxi, where Xie An Shao was stationed in the first journey. Ten miles after the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green. Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees and trees in the pond were abandoned, and they were still tired of talking about soldiers. It's getting dusk, the clear corners are blowing cold, and everyone is in the empty city.
Du Lang’s handsome reward is now so serious that I am shocked. Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to describe it with deep emotion. Twenty-four bridges are still there, the waves are swaying, and the cold moon is silent. Read the red medicine beside the bridge, and you will know who you are born for every year!
9. Other recitation chapters of ancient poems
"The Fisherman" by Liu Zongyuan
The fisherman stays by the west rock at night, and at dawn he absorbs the clear water and burns bamboos from Chu.
The cigarettes are sold out and no one is seen at sunrise. Alas, the mountains and rivers are green.
Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, the unintentional clouds are chasing each other on the rocks.
"Wen Lo Tian Zuo Descends to Jiangzhou Sima" Yuan Zhen
The lamps are broken and there are no flames and shadows. This evening I heard that the king was banished to Jiujiang.
I sat up in shock while dying of illness, the dark wind blew rain into the cold window.
"Li Ping Konghou Yin" Li He
Wu Si Shu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain condenses the clouds and declines.
Jiang'e cries about the sorrow of the bamboo girl, and Li Ping plays the konghou in China.
The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the dew fragrant orchid smiles.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and the twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor.
Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make Qiu Yu startle.
I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.
Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.
"Passing the Huaqing Palace" by Du Mu
Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening one after another on the top of the mountain.
The red concubine on horseback smiled, but no one knew it was lychee.
"Bodhisattva Barbarian" Wen Tingyun
The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to reach the fragrant snow on the cheeks. Too lazy to draw eyebrows, too late to put on makeup and wash up.
Looking at flowers in the front and rear mirrors, the flowers reflect each other. Newly embroidered Luo Ru, both golden partridges.
"Lang Tao Sha" Li Yu
The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, the spring is fading, and the quilt cannot bear the cold at dawn. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone. There is no limit to the world. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and the world is in heaven and earth.
"The Fragrance of Cinnamon Branches? Nostalgia for Jinling" by Wang Anshi
When I came to see him off, it was the late autumn of my motherland and the weather was beginning to be calm. Thousands of miles of clear river looks like a train, and the green peaks are like clusters. The expedition sails to the setting sun, with the west wind at our back and the wine flag standing slantingly. The clouds are light on the colorful boat, the herons are rising on the stars and rivers, and it is difficult to draw a picture.
Thinking about the past, the bustling competition, sighing at the building outside the door, filled with sorrow and hatred. For thousands of years, I have been proud of my high position, and I have long lamented this honor and disgrace. The old events of the Six Dynasties flow with the flowing water, but the cold smoke fades and the grass turns green. To this day, Shang Nu still sings the remaining song "Back Court" all the time.
"Jiang Chengzi? Dreams on the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao" by Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are so vast that I will never forget them without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.
"Su Mu Zhe" by Zhou Bangyan
The agarwood burns to relieve the heat, the birds call out the clear sky, and they peek into the eaves at dawn. On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one.
My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time. Do you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu.
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms" by Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is 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.
10. "In Memory of Mr. Liu Hezhen" by Lu Xun
▲ A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood. What kind of mourners and happy ones are these? However, nature is often designed for mediocre people, and the flow of time washes away the old traces, leaving only the pale red blood and slight sadness. In this light red blood color and slight sadness, people can temporarily survive and maintain this world that seems to be human but not human. I don't know when this world will end!
We are still living in such a world; I have long felt the need to write something. It's been two weeks since March 18th, and the savior of forgetfulness is about to arrive, so I feel the need to write something.
(▲On the morning of the 18th, I learned about the mass petition to the ruling government in the morning; in the afternoon, I received the bad news that the guards actually opened fire, killing and wounding hundreds of people, and Mr. Liu Hezhen was there Among the victims. But I am quite skeptical about these legends. I have never been afraid of the worst evil intentions of the Chinese, but I did not expect them to be so cruel and cruel. Why would the smiling and kind-hearted Liu Hezhen spill blood in front of the house for no reason?
However, it was proved to be true today, and the one who testified was her own corpse, and that was that of Mr. Yang Dequn. . And it proves that this is not only a killing, but also a brutal killing, because there are wounds from the sticks on the body.
But the Duan government has issued an order, calling them "thugs"
But then there were rumors that they were being taken advantage of) (The teacher seemed to have not memorized these paragraphs)
The tragedy made me unbearable to see; the rumors especially made me deaf. Can't bear to smell it. What else can I say? I understand the reason why declining nations remain silent. Silence, silence! If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence.
11. "Theory of the Six Kingdoms" by Su Xun
The six kingdoms were destroyed. It was not the military that was disadvantageous, but the war was not good, and the disadvantage was that it bribed Qin. Bribing Qin and losing its strength is the way to destruction. Or say: The six countries lost each other and took Qin Ye to bribe him? Said: Those who don't bribe will lose with bribes. Without strong support, Gai cannot finish the war alone, so the disadvantage lies in bribing Qin.
In addition to conquering Qin, if it is small, it will win the town, and if it is large, it will win the city. Compared with Qin's gains, those gained from victory were actually a hundred times as much as those from victory. The death of princes was actually a hundred times that of those who died in defeat. Then the great desires of Qin and the great troubles of the princes are not in war. Si Jue's ancestor, exposed to the frost and dew, cut down the thorns to have a sizeable land. The descendants did not regard it with much pity, and gave it to others, just like discarding grass and mustard. Today they cut five cities and tomorrow they cut ten cities. Then they slept in peace overnight and looked around, and the Qin soldiers arrived again. However, the territory of the princes is limited, and the desire to violently attack Qin is insatiable, and the envoys become more numerous, and the invasion becomes more urgent. Therefore, the victory of the strong and the weak without a fight has been determined. As for subversion, it is natural. The ancients said: "The Qin is interested in the land, just like holding firewood to put out the fire. If the firewood is not exhausted, the fire will never be extinguished." ?This is what I got it from.
The people of Qi did not try to bribe Qin, but after the five kingdoms were finally removed and destroyed, why? It is to win but not to help the five countries. The five countries were in mourning, and Qi was also in mourning. The rulers of Yan and Zhao had long-term strategies, were able to defend their land, and would not bribe Qin with justice. Therefore, although Yan was a small country and then perished, this was due to the effectiveness of its military. Zhi Dan took Jing Qing as a plan and soon caused disaster. Zhao Chang fought against Qin five times, losing two and winning three. Later Qin attacked Zhao again, Li Mulian defeated it, Jie Mu slandered and executed him, and Handan was made a county. It's a pity that the use of force did not end. Moreover, when the Qin Revolution in Yan and Zhao was completely destroyed, it can be said that their intelligence was in danger, and they were defeated and perished. They had no choice but to do so. The Three Kingdoms each love their own land, Qi people should not be attached to Qin, assassins can not do it, but good generals are still there, then the number of winners and losers, and the principles of survival, should be compared with Qin, or it may not be easy to measure.
Woohoo! By bribing the land of Qin, making the world's advisers, serving Qin's heart, tribute to the world's talents, and striving to the west, I fear that the people of Qin will not be able to swallow its food. Sad husband! With such a trend, it will be robbed by the people of Qin who are accumulating power. The sun is cutting and the moon is cutting to the point of destruction. Those who serve the country have nothing to do but are robbed by the people who are accumulating power!
The Six Kingdoms and Qin are both vassals. Their power is weaker than that of Qin, but they still have the potential to win without bribery. Gou thinks that the world is so big, and the story of the ruin from the Six Kingdoms is that it is under the Six Kingdoms again.
12. "A Journey to Baochan Mountain" by Wang Anshi
Baochan Mountain is also known as Huashan. The Tang Dynasty Futu Huibao was originally buried at its site, and he was buried there. Therefore, it was later named Praise Zen. Today’s so-called Huikong Zen Temple is also called Luzhong. Five miles east of the courtyard, the so-called Huayang Cave is named after the sun in Huashan Mountain. More than a hundred steps away from the cave, there is a stele and servant path. The text is lost in the text, but the only text is still recognizable, saying: "Huashan", now saying "Hua" is like "Hua Shi" "Hua", the pronunciation is incorrect. .
It is flat and open below, with a spring coming out from the side. There are many people who record travels, so it is called the front cave. Five or six miles up the mountain, there is a cave that is slim and very cold when you enter it. If you ask about its depth, even a good swimmer will not be able to find it. It is called the back cave. Yu and four others held fire to get in. The deeper they went in, the harder it was to get in, and the more amazing they saw. Those who are lazy and want to come out say: "If you don't come out, the fire will be exhausted." ?So he went out with it. If you look at where you are, you will not be able to compare with those who are good at traveling. However, if you look at the left and right, there will be very few people who will remember it. If you look at the depth, the number of arrivals will be even less.
At this time, the force is enough to penetrate, and the fire is still enough to illuminate. Now that it has come out, you may blame the person who wanted to come out, and you may also regret that it followed you, and you will not be able to enjoy the pleasure of wandering.
So I sighed: The ancients often gained something when they looked at the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, vegetation, insects, fish, birds and beasts. Because of the depth of their thinking, they were everywhere.
If the foreigners are close, there will be many tourists; if the danger is far, the number of visitors will be few. However, the wonders and wonders of the world often lie in dangerous distances, and few people can visit them. Therefore, those who are not determined cannot achieve it. If you have ambition, you won't be able to achieve it if you don't follow it, but if you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to achieve it. If you have ambition and strength, but don't be lazy, you won't be able to reach it even if it is dark and confusing and there is nothing to show it. However, if you are strong enough to achieve something, you can ridicule others, but you have regrets for yourself. If you try your best and fail to achieve your goal, you can have no regrets. Who can ridicule you? This is what you get.
Yu Yufu’s stele, and the fact that the ancient book of the husband does not exist, and that later generations will misrepresent it and cannot be named, how can it be the best way! Therefore, scholars should not take it carefully without thinking deeply.
The four are: Luling Xiaojun Guijunyu, Changle Wang Huishenfu, my younger brothers Anguopingfu and Anshangchunfu.
On a certain day in July of the first year of Zhihe, Wang Mou of Linchuan recorded.
Volume 4
1. "Chen Qing Biao" Li Mi
The minister secretly said: "I provoked you with danger, and I encountered the evil of Min. I gave birth to six children When he was four years old, his uncle lost his mother's will and took care of him. When he was nine years old, he was alone and had no uncle. The child died late, and there were no close relatives outside. There was no child five feet away from the door, and Liu Suying was sick and often lay in bed. /p>
He was sent to the Holy Dynasty and bathed in Qinghua. The former governor Kui Chachen was Xiaolian; . Seeking the favor of the country, he should be treated as a humble person and should be reported to the East Palace. The official's death should be reported to him. If he refuses to take office, he will be punished by the county. Urging the minister to go to the road. If the minister wants to follow the order, he will be in trouble. If he wants to obey his personal feelings, he will not be allowed to advance or retreat.
The Fuwei Holy Dynasty governed the world with filial piety. All the old people were still educated with respect. This is especially true because the ministers rarely served in the false dynasty. I am a humble prisoner who has perished in my country. I have been promoted and favored, so how can I dare to hang around and have any hope? Grandmother has no ministers, so she will not be able to live out her remaining years. Mother and grandson are closely related to each other, so they cannot be separated from each other.
Chen Mi is 40 years old, and Grandmother Liu is 90 years old. The days of my loyalty to your majesty are long, but the days of repaying Liu's love are short. I am willing to beg for support forever! The hard work of my ministers is not only seen by people in Shu, but also by the shepherds of the two states. I hope that your majesty will be compassionate and sincere, and I will be lucky to protect you for a long time. If you live, you will die, and if you die, I will be afraid of dogs and horses. !"
2. "Red Cliff Ode" by Su Shi
In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests were boating under Red Cliff. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to the guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if Feng Xu is riding the wind without knowing where it is going; the flutteringness is as if he is left alone in the world, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality.
So they drank and had a lot of fun, and sang along to the boat. The song says: "The osmanthus sticks are covered with orchid oars, hitting the sky is bright and tracing the flowing light. The mist is in my arms, and I look forward to the beauty in the sky." There are guests who are blowing the sound of the hole, and they rely on the song to harmonize with it. His voice was whining, like resentment, admiration, weeping, complaining, and the lingering sound was like a wisp. The lurking dragon dances in the secluded ravine, and the concubine weeps in the lonely boat. Su Zi was stunned, sitting upright, and asked the guest: "Why is this so?" The guest said: "'The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.' Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking to the west of Xiakou, and to the east of Wuchang . The mountains and rivers are close to each other, and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke through Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, and followed the river to the east. The boat was thousands of miles away, the flags covered the sky, and the wine was flowing across the river. Composing poems is a hero for a lifetime, how are they now? Kuangwu and his son fished and cut wood on the river, accompanied fish and shrimps, and made friends with elk. They rode a small boat with a leaf and held up a bottle to express their friendship. They sent mayflies to the sky and the earth. , a drop in the vast sea. I mourn my life for a moment, and I envy the infiniteness of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying immortals to swim, and I don't know how sudden it is, and I leave it in the sad wind."
Su Zi said: "You also know that water and the moon are like this? Those who have passed away are like this, but they have not yet gone; those who are full and empty are like that, but there is no waxing and waning. The generals and generals can be seen from their changes, and the heaven and earth have not been able to change in an instant. From the perspective of its unchangeable nature, all things are endless to me, so why should I envy them? Everything in heaven and earth has its own owner. Even if it is not my own, I can’t take away even a single bit of it. , and the bright moon in the mountains, the ears can hear it, and the eyes can see it and form it. It is unlimited and inexhaustible. It is the endless treasure of the Creator, and I and my son are in harmony."
The guests are happy and smile, wash their cups and drink more. The core of the food is gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess. The couple and their pillows were spread out in the boat, unaware of the whiteness of the east.
3. "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" by Wang Bo (the ninth month of Shiwei... the Pu of Shengduan)
The ninth month of Shiwei, the preface belongs to the three autumns; the water is exhausted and the pond is cold and clear, The smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a; I'm near the emperor's son's Changzhou, and I've found the immortal's old pavilion. The terraces are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains.
Wearing an embroidered gate, looking down at the carved beast, the mountains are wide and the plains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified.
Luyan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boat and the boat are lost in the water, and the boat is like a green bird and a yellow dragon. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the poor Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.