If you don't know Nantang Road, you will know the Fifth Bridge.
Famous gardens are surrounded by green water and wild bamboos are green.
Taniguchi's old face, Hao Liang saw the confession.
Life is quiet and happy, and I don't cherish horseshoes.
A hundred hectares of wind pool, a thousand chapters of summer.
Low branches and low seeds, followed by dark-leafed nest warbler.
Fresh crucian carp with silver thread, celery and green soup.
Rummaging through the bottom of the building, the dinner goes deeper and deeper.
Prince Wanli Rong, when do you want to celebrate the moon?
Different flowers come out of the field, and vines clear the pool.
The Han apostles arrived in vain, but Shennong didn't know.
The dew fell in the rain and the opening gradually left the cloak.
The side houses are connected by tall bamboo, and the hedges are made of late flowers.
There are no horses in the whirlpool, but snakes are hidden in the vines.
Words are useless, and mountains are not on credit.
Try your best to sell books and ask your boss.
Cangjiang residual water is broken, Jieshi residual mountain is broken.
The green wind folds bamboo shoots, and the red rain blooms plum blossoms.
Silver armour is used to fly kites and goldfish is used to hold wine.
Walking around without sweeping, sitting on raspberry moss at will.
The wind blows clouds and snow, and the cloud gate roars at waterfalls and springs.
I feel sleepy when I wake up, and I want to pack cotton when my clothes are cold.
Wild old people come to see guests, and river fish don't charge money.
Simple places have only one mountain and one water.
Thorn trees are cold and cloudy, and lotus roots are fragrant in spring.
Lettuce is crispy, delicious due to yin deficiency and cold in nature.
Wild cranes come out in the morning, while mountain gods hide in the daytime.
The stone forest is full of water and walks alone for a hundred miles.
Recalling Yang Liuzhu, I decided to go to Kunchi.
Drunk violet leaves, crazy leave blank.
Think of the guest by stabbing the boat, and beg me for help.
Sitting late opposite Qinshan, the Jianghu is quite popular.
The books on the bed are connected to the house, and the trees blow clouds in front of the steps.
A general is not good at fighting, but a young boy can always write.
Awakening, breeze blowing in, listening to poetry in the dead of night.
The clothes are hung with dragonflies, and the moon is white.
Landscape Poetry Translation and Annotation Translation
I didn't know the way to Nantang before, but I just saw the Fifth Bridge here today. Precious gardens stand beside the green water, and clumps of wild bamboos go straight into the blue sky.
It's like meeting Zheng Zizhen of Taniguchi in the past and visiting Hao Liang together. In order to find the beautiful scenery in my life, I have never been afraid to travel long distances.
Spring breeze rippled on a hundred hectares of water pool, and trees weighed thousands in midsummer and were lush. The fruit on the tree is low, the leaves are connected and the warbler's nest is hidden.
Cut the fresh crucian carp into silver stew and cook it with celery by the clear stream to make a delicious soup. This is obviously eating New Year's Eve in Vietnam, where is it eaten under the pagoda in Shaanxi?
Prince Rong stayed in Wan Li for a long time. When did he say goodbye to his native land? Precious flowers from foreign countries are blooming around your clear water pond.
Zhang Qian, the messenger of the Han Dynasty, didn't bring this flower back in those years. It is futile for him to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival. Even Shennong did not know there were such wonderful flowers. Unfortunately, this flower is really green, fat, red and thin by dew and rain, and it is getting thinner every day.
Tall bamboo houses, flowers wither under the hedge. The whirlpool of rice milling is deep enough to lead horses, and the vines are bent enough to hide snakes and insects.
Although I am good at writing lyrics, I have no economic benefits. It is estimated that the day of seclusion in the mountains is not far away. Why not sell all the books and classics and live in seclusion with you?
Ponds in the park are like Cangjiang River, and rockeries are mined Jieshi. The wind blew off the green bamboo shoots and the branches hung low; It rained, nourishing the red berries and blooming.
Silver nails are used to play the guzheng, and goldfish ornaments worn can be used to exchange wine for drinking. You don't need to sweep the yard, you can sit on the raspberry moss and drink at will.
On the stone steps of the high rock, the wind blows white snow. On closer inspection, it turned out that the waterfall coming down the cloud gate was roaring. I want to sleep on a bamboo pole when I wake up, and I want to wear cotton-padded clothes all day long.
Old man Shan Ye came to visit me, and I gave away the river fish for nothing. As simple and lovely as Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden.
Under the jujube tree, a gray and cold cloud color, wormwood and spring lotus root fragrance. Lettuce is crisp and delicious. It's quite refreshing to sit on the cloth list under the tree and eat lettuce.
Wild cranes come out in the morning, and spirits hide in the mountains by day. Stone Forest is adjacent to Panlong Crystal Palace, and Fiona Fang is hundreds of miles away.
Recalling my trip to Yang Liuzhu, I once galloped in Dingkun Pool. Drunk and playing with green lotus leaves, I lost my white towel and hat when I was partying.
Seeing the boy punting reminds me of the boatman on the boat. They are as familiar with water as Wu Er in Jiangnan. We have been sitting and drinking, watching the sunset on Qinshan, and our interest in visiting the rivers and lakes remains undiminished.
The books on your bed are piled high, attached to the roof, and the green trees in the front yard are swaying. As a general, you are not good at military operations. Your son is really a piece of reading material.
The breeze is blowing, just to wake you up and have nothing to do in the quiet night. Listen to poems and carols. You hang fine kudzu cloth on the vine, and the cool moon in the middle of the day is like autumn water all over the earth, and it is white.
I feel very unhappy at the thought of the date of going home, but I can't help it. I can't always be a guest. Going out, the stream is gurgling; Looking back, the white clouds on the mountain are graceful, and I can't let go of nostalgia.
I want to dance in front of the lamp these days. Drunk songs have poured out my heart, but who has pity? Only Lao Zheng Lao He, your brother and I know each other, and we agreed to revisit the old place no matter whether it is windy or rainy next time!
Comment on this group of poems * * * ten chapters, for the early summer of 753 AD (the twelfth year of Tianbao of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty), Du Fu pretended to be this group of poems when he and the doctor of the museum visited the mountains to congratulate the general. The following is Qiu's comments on the stanzas in Du Zhuan.
The first chapter is a word that hasn't arrived yet. In the fourth, he is the forest. Next four, travel with Zheng. From the pond to the bridge, there is a garden near the bridge, and there are bamboos in the garden, which is picturesque. It means Zheng. Hao Liang, what do you mean? Zhao Long said, "You are an old friend of Zheng's. Why do you want to recruit yourself? However, because you are famous for seclusion in the mountains, you should not take this trip lightly to attract others. " . At the end of Du Yi, there is a quiet mood, which is the outline of ten songs.
The second chapter, the victory of scenery in Zhi Lin. The first is the outline, the third is Xiamu, and the fifth is Fengchi. At the end of the day, I miss my past trip by touching the scenery. The wind pool is covered with summer wood, and its Xiao Sen is lovely. Zhu note: humble branches follow leaves, which the ancients called rhyme poetry. I ate Qin Qing, but when I first arrived, I stayed to drink. At the end of the evening, I had dinner and stayed until dusk.
The third chapter is about the miracle of flowers in the forest. Remember the flower name first, then the flower seed. Five or six different flowers, look at their value. Seven or eight handfuls of vines are easy to thank. Zhang Qian doesn't carry this kind, so it's empty. Materia Medica contains its name, so I don't know. Du Yi was opened, revealing the top. Put down your cloak, it's going to rain.
The fourth chapter envies the secluded forest. The fourth part describes the scenery, the fourth part describes the feelings, the fourth part takes training and consolidation as the work, and the fourth part takes sparse view as the purpose, all of which are organized. It is a fact that there is no horse, and hiding snakes is an imagination. Du Yi: Public offering is not for sale, so selling books to buy a house is angry words. This cloud spends late, and the seventh chapter says sooner or later, see the second.
The fifth chapter, seeing the scenery of mountains and forests, drinking and enjoying, is divided into four sentences It is said that through the pool stone here, there are residual water and mountains in the extra-large land, which is wide enough to break the Cangjiang River and open the stone. Boiling bamboo shoots and picking plums is a good thing in the garden. Playing Zheng for wine, the general was in high spirits. Therefore, before moving the mat moss again, we can enjoy its hospitality. Shen Hanguang said, "Language is close to fiber, and the five or six is too rigid.
The sixth chapter, the forest is cold, but beautiful and simple, and it is also divided into four sentences. The wind blows clouds and snow, and the roar of the cloud gate falls and springs. There is no snow under the cover, and the waterfall splashes far away. At first glance, it is suspected to be a snow ear. I want to lie down when I wake up, but my clothes are cold and I have to pack cotton, saying that summer is gloomy. The wild old man looked at the tourists and fed them river fish, which is a simple place, different from other places.
Chapter VII remembers mountain products, but laments its scenery, which is also divided into four sentences. The crispness of fungi adds beauty to lettuce. The shade is twice as cold as the food list. The second couplet is divided into the top, and the wild cranes come out in the morning, saying that they are over-opened, and the mountains are hidden by day, saying that they are deep. Within a hundred miles, I can see desolation alone, and even say that the stone forest is towering, not that Lin He has a hundred miles. The next two chapters talked very late this morning. Talk very late. I'll contact you later.
Chapter eight, write down traces because of Shuifu. The fourth real scene, the next four virtual copies. The mountain forest wins the tour, leaving the worry day, so Liu Zhu Kunchi also passed by. Fold the lotus and take off the towel. Poke the boat to solve the water, thinking about boating.
Nine chapters, where to stay, and recall it. On the fourth day, I saw the elegant host. The next day, the night scene was quiet. The first sentence belongs to Fu, whose martial arts are not good. The second sentence belongs to comparison and can be written all the time.
Du Fu (7 12-770), with beautiful words, is called "Du Gongbu" and "Du Shaoling" in the world. Born in Fugong County, Henan Province (now gongyi city, Henan Province), he was a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty. Du Fu is regarded as a "poet saint" by the world, and his poems are called "the history of poetry". Du Fu and Li Bai are called "Du Li" together. In order to distinguish them from the other two poets Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Du Li", Du Fu and Li Bai are also called "Big Du Li". He is concerned about the country and the people and has a noble personality. About 65,438+0,400 of his poems have been preserved, and his poetic skills are exquisite, and he is highly respected in Chinese classical poetry and has far-reaching influence. He lived in Chengdu from 759 to 766 and was commemorated by Du Fu's Caotang. Du Fu
The north and south of the thatched cottage are all springs, and flocks of gulls fly in. The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today. Too far from the city, too far from good food, too thin family background, only old wine. Shall we call my old neighbor to join us, call him through the fence and empty the jar? . (Yu) —— Hakka in Du Fu's Hakka in Tang Dynasty
The north and south of the thatched cottage are all springs, and flocks of gulls fly in.
The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today.
Too far from the city, too far from good food, too thin family background, only old wine.
Shall we call my old neighbor to join us, call him through the fence and empty the jar? . (Yu Tong: Yu) There are 300 Tang poems, which show hospitality, friendship and joy. Xie, from Qinghe Courtyard. These trees are densely shaded and have dense leaves. In McKee's autumn scenery, Xia Yun suddenly became a strange peak and a lonely corridor. The waves warm the silver pool, and the new flat green fish jumps. If you want to have more leisure, Wang Chen is the sun, and the tender moss gives birth to a pavilion. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the gold is flowing forever. The wind in Chuting turns bright and the waves turn blue. Make friends with Wen, Shen Li pumpkin endures light commitment. Don't be idle, avoid steaming and rivers. But respecting the former and dividing, singing and dancing, all become happy. -Song Liu Yong's "Female Crown Fine Smoke" Female Crown Fine Smoke,
Light smoke drifted away. Xie, from Qinghe Courtyard. These trees are densely shaded and have dense leaves. In McKee's autumn scenery, Xia Yun suddenly became a strange peak and a lonely corridor. The waves warm the silver pool, and the new flat green fish jumps. If you want to have more leisure, Wang Chen is the sun, and the tender moss gives birth to a pavilion.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the gold is flowing forever. The light and wind in Chuting turn bright, and the waves turn over the green curtain. Make friends with Wen, Shen Li pumpkin endures light commitment. Don't be idle, avoid steaming and rivers. But respecting the former and dividing, singing and dancing, all become happy. Summer scenery is pleasant, I love my family, the lake is thousands of hectares, clear and moist. Sunny blue warm green place, flower shadow peep at the sky mirror. Shapujiong Looking at wild water and waves, crossing the boat and crossing the willow. The sleeping seagulls didn't wake up. It occupies a lot of land, but no one sees it. The spring is inclined. And save money. Unexpectedly, Qin Jin and Taoyuan in the mountains are hard to identify. The forest is the road to longevity, and smiling is not a shortcut. Deeper and quieter. When blowjob is assigned, it will be cold across from the crane. Have a drink with Gao Lu. The sky fell, the light shook halfway, and the moon was on the top of Wansong. -Song Zhang Yan's "Fishing and the secluded Gaoai Mountain" Fishing and the secluded Gaoai Mountain
Love me, the lake is clear and moist. Sunny blue warm green place, flower shadow peep at the sky mirror. Shapujiong Looking at wild water and waves, crossing the boat and crossing the willow. The sleeping seagulls didn't wake up. It occupies a lot of land, but no one sees it. The spring is inclined.
And save money. Unexpectedly, Qin Jin and Taoyuan in the mountains are hard to identify. The forest is the road to longevity, and smiling is not a shortcut. Deeper and quieter. When blowjob is assigned, it will be cold across from the crane. Have a drink with Gao Lu. The sky fell, the light shook halfway, and the moon was on the top of Wansong. Imagination, landscape writing, seclusion, lyrical resentment