The ancient poems of about 200 words include "Bringing in the Wine", "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", "Sleepwalking Tianmu Ling Farewell", "Song of Bai Xue Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital", "Song of Ancient Cypress" "OK" etc.
1. "About Wine"
Author: Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky? Run to the sea and never return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
A song with you, please listen to me.
The bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
Since ancient times, all the sages and sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights and banquets.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
Translation:
You can see that the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky, and the waves roll straight towards the East China Sea and never return.
You can see the pale hair in the high hall mirror, which is full of black hair in the morning and looks like white snow in the evening.
Enjoy the joy when you are proud of life, and don’t let the golden cup be empty to the bright moon.
God has created me and I will be useful. Even if I scatter all the gold, I will still get it again.
Just enjoy the joy of cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, and don’t drink three hundred cups at a time. Too much.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, drink quickly and don’t stop.
I sing a song for all my friends sitting here. Please listen carefully.
It is not rare to find such wealth as Zhongle Food. I would like to be drunk forever and never wake up.
Saints and benevolent people have been silent since ancient times. Only those who are good at drinking have left a good reputation.
At that time, King Chen Cao Zhiping held a banquet optimistically, and they drank happily with a bucket of fine wine worth ten thousand yuan.
Master, why do you say you don’t have much money anymore? Just bring me some wine and let me drink with my friends.
Whether it is a precious five-flowered horse or a fox fur fur, quickly ask the waiter to take it all and exchange it for fine wine, and drink with you to dissolve this eternal sorrow.
2. "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind"
Author: Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
High Autumn Wind in August Howling, it rolls up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops, while the lower ones float around the pond.
The boys in Nancun deceived me because I was old and weak, and I could not bear to face them as thieves. He carried the grass into the bamboos, his lips were burnt and his mouth was dry and he couldn't breathe. When he came back, he leaned on his staff and sighed.
The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is disordered and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long?
There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as safe as a mountain without being affected by wind or rain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!
Translation:
In the depth of autumn in August, the strong wind howled, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. Thatch flies across the Huanhua River and is scattered on the other side of the river. The thatch that flies high is entangled in the tall treetops, and the grass that flies low flutters and sinks into the ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak. They had the heart to act like a "thief" and steal things in front of me. They ran into the bamboo forest holding thatch without any scruples. My lips were dry and I couldn’t stop drinking. When I came back, I was leaning on a cane and sighing alone.
After a while the wind stopped, the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the gloomy sky in late autumn gradually became dark. The cloth has been covered for many years and is cold and hard, like iron. The child's sleeping posture was not good and the quilt was torn.
When it rains, the roof leaks. There is no dry place in the house, and the rainwater on the roof keeps leaking down like twine. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I had very little sleep time. The nights were long, the house leaked, and the bed was wet. How could I stay up until dawn?
How can we get tens of millions of spacious and tall houses to universally shelter poor scholars all over the world and make them smile? The house will remain unmoved in wind and rain and be as stable as a mountain?
Alas! When will such a tall house appear in front of me, even if my thatched hut is blown apart by the autumn wind, I will be willing to freeze to death!
3. "Sleepwalking in Tianmu Ling Liu Farewell"
Author: Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Haike talks about Yingzhou, Yan Tao is confused and hard to find.
The Yue people are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds and clouds may be visible.
Tianmu stretches the sky towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.
The rooftop is 48,000 feet tall, so it tilts toward the southeast.
I want to dream of Wu and Yue, and fly across the Jinghu Moon in one night.
The moon over the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River.
Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are singing.
Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.
You can see the sea and the sun from half of the wall, and you can hear chickens in the sky.
Thousands of rocks have endless twists and turns, and the path is uncertain, and the lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.
The roaring bears and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and the chestnut trees in the deep forest startle the top of the mountain.
The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.
Thunderbolts struck, and 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.
The tiger, the drum, the harp, the luan, come back to the car, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.
Suddenly, the soul palpitates and the soul moves, and suddenly starts to 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?
Place the white deer 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!
Translation:
When overseas visitors talk about Yingzhou, it is difficult to find it in the vast mist.
People from central Yue mentioned that Tianmu Mountain could be seen in the flickering clouds and mist.
Tianmu Mountain seems to be connected to the sky and blocking the sky. The mountain is taller than the Five Sacred Mountains and covers the Chicheng Mountain.
Although Tiantai Mountain is 48,000 feet high, it seems to be leaning toward the southeast when facing it.
I sleepwalked to Wuyue based on what the Yue people said, and one night I flew across the Mirror Lake illuminated by the bright moon.
The moonlight on Jinghu Lake illuminated my shadow, which followed me to Shanxi River.
The place where Xie Lingyun lived is still there, with clear lake water rippling and apes chirping.
I wore the wooden shoes specially made by Mr. Xie on my feet and climbed the mountain road that went straight to the sky.
Halfway up the mountain, you can see the sun rising from the sea, and the crow of roosters can be heard in the mid-air.
Countless mountains and rocks overlap, the road winds and twists, the direction is uncertain, I am obsessed with flowers and rely on stones, and I don’t realize that it is getting late.
The bear is roaring, the dragon is roaring, and the spring in the rock is vibrating, making the forest tremble and the mountain peaks tremble.
The clouds were dark, as if it was about to rain, and the water ripples created smoke.
Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the mountain peak seemed to be collapsed.
The stone door of the Immortal Mansion opened from the middle with a "娇" sound.
The blue sky in the cave is vast and endless, with no end in sight. The sun and moon shine on the palace made of gold and silver.
Using rainbows to make clothes, using the wind as horses to ride on, the gods in the clouds came down one after another.
The tiger played the harp, the luan bird drove the chariot, and the immortals gathered in groups as dense as dense trees.
Suddenly my soul stirred, I woke up suddenly and couldn't help but sigh.
When I woke up, there was only the pillow next to me, and all the smoke and clouds I had seen in my dream had disappeared.
The joy in the world is like the illusion in a dream. Since ancient times, everything has gone away like water flowing in the east.
Farewell my friends and go to Donglu. When can I come back?
For now, let the white deer graze among the green cliffs, and when it’s time to travel far, ride it to visit famous mountains.
How can I bow my knees to serve the powerful and prevent me from having a happy smile!
4. "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
Author: Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The North Wind Sweeps the Earth The white grass is broken, and the sky is full of snow in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.
The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron clothes are cold and cold.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, as well as playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.
Dusk snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.
You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Translation:
The north wind sweeps across the land and breaks the white grass, and heavy snow falls on the Hudi in mid-autumn and August.
As if the spring breeze blew overnight, pear blossoms bloomed on the trees.
Snowflakes drifted into the curtain cage and wet the tent. Even wearing a fox fur robe was not warm.
The general’s horned bow was too cold to draw, and the guard’s armor was too cold to put on.
The boundless desert has turned into hundreds of feet of ice, and sad clouds have condensed in the sky.
Wine was placed in the tent to see off those returning to Beijing, and the pipa, qiang, flute and harp were played to add to the fun.
At dusk, heavy snow falls outside the camp gate, and the frozen red flag does not flutter in the wind.
I will see you off back to Beijing outside the east gate of Luntai. When you leave, the mountains are covered with snow.
You are nowhere to be seen on the twists and turns of the mountain road, leaving imprints of horse hooves on the snow. 5. "A Row of Ancient Cypresses"
Author: Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
There are old cypresses in front of Kongming Temple, with branches as thick as bronze and roots as stone.
The frost-skinned rain is forty around, and the dark color is towering two thousand feet into the sky.
The king and his ministers have met each other, and the trees are still cherished by others.
When the clouds come and the air comes, the Wu Gorge is long, and when the moon rises, it is cold and the snow-capped mountains are white.
I recall yesterday that I walked around the east side of Jinting Pavilion, where I saw the former Lord Wuhou in Tongcheng Palace.
The branches of Cui Wei are ancient in the suburbs, and the houses with beautiful paintings are in the sky.
Although Luoluo is entrenched, he has gained the ground, but he is still solitary and strong in the wind.
Support the power of God and the upright cause of creation.
The building is like a leaning beam, and thousands of cattle are looking back at the mountains.
The world will be shocked if you don’t reveal the article. Who can send it if you don’t say it?
No matter how hard you work, you will get rid of the ants, and the fragrant leaves will eventually get rid of the luan and the phoenix.
People with lofty ideals should not complain: it is difficult to use ancient materials.
Translation:
There is an ancient cypress tree in front of Kongming Temple. Its branches are like bronze and its roots are as solid as rock.
The bark of the tree is white and lubricated. The trunk is forty meters in diameter, and the green-black tree towers up to two thousand feet toward the sky.
Liu Bei, Kong Ming, emperors and ministers met and the time passed, but the trees are still there and are still cherished by people.
The towering cypress trees and clouds and mist bring the air to Wu Gorge, and the cold light of the moonrise shines directly on the cold air to Minshan Mountain.
I think of the past when the paths surrounded my thatched cottage to the east, and the Master Temple and the Wuhou Temple were in the same palace.
The branches of cypress trees grow on the outskirts of Cuiwei in ancient times, and the temples have deep lacquer paintings and continuous doors and windows.
Although the ancient cypress is independent and tall, it can occupy the land, but its high position and aloofness will attract strong winds.
The support it receives is naturally due to the power of the gods, and its integrity and majesty are due to the merits of the Creator.
If the building collapses, it must be supported by beams and pillars. The ancient cypresses are as heavy as hills and mountains, and it will be difficult to pull them up even if they are thousands of years old.
The world is shocked by its lack of patterns and colors. Who can pick and transport it without hesitation to cut it down?
Despite all the efforts, it is inevitable to be eroded by ants, and the fragrant leaves once attracted luan and phoenixes.
Sirs with lofty ideals in the world, please don’t complain. Since ancient times, great talents have been rarely reused.