Riding (Zhu Xi)
Last night there was spring water on the riverside, and the huge stern boat was as light as a dime;
I have always wasted my efforts, but today I can swim freely in the middle of the river!
Riding (Dai Shulun)
The wind is soft and the boat is stable, walking along the green water embankment. The lonely autumn dew is slippery, and the short boat is full of smoke in the evening.
The night is quiet at the beginning of the month, and the sky above the river is lower. The fluttering letters flowed away, and they accidentally crossed Ziyou River.
Look at the sea tide.
The clouds flow between the mountains and rivers, the wind is clear, the clouds are dew, and the ancient forest is stained with fog and hides flowers
The boat is cut off and the water is gone, fishing on the waves in the Soujiang River buries half a lifetime of sorrow Drink freely and look at human affairs with a fairy smile