1. Poems about abjection
Poems about abjection 1. Poems describing abjection
The high autumn wind in August howled (háo), rolling three times on my house ( chóng) Mao. Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on juàn and grow (cháng) on ??the forest tips, while the lower ones float around the Shentang Col (ào). The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the charming child is lying in it. Cracked. There is no dry place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain has not stopped my feet. I have had a lot of sleep since I lost my temper. How can I get wet all night long? Bai Juyi's charcoal seller's face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black. Where could he make money from selling charcoal? The clothes on my body are only eaten in my mouth. I am pitiful because I am wearing only a single piece of clothing. I am worried that the charcoal is cheap and I wish it would be cold. At night, there is a foot of snow outside the city. At dawn, I drive a charcoal cart through the ice tracks. The cows are trapped and the people are hungry. The sun is already high, so I rest in the mud outside the south gate of the city. Who is Pian Pian riding here? The envoy in yellow is in white. He holds the document in his hand and pronounces the imperial edict. He returns to the cart and yells at the ox to lead it north. A cart of charcoal weighs more than a thousand kilograms, which the palace envoy will not be able to bear. Half a piece of red gauze and a foot of silk are tied to the ox's head to fill it with charcoal. .Lingding, solitary leaf, cold wind, hungry intestines, thin clothes, shyness, why this vicissitudes of life is reflected in "Lone Wild Goose". The soul is heavy in the wilderness, the night is quiet, the wind is cold, and the grass is frightening. The lonely wild goose mourns in the distance, looking up at the autumn moon to illuminate the future. The clothes are covered with dust and mixed wine. Who can be like me in the dust and desolation (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Two Poems to Chao Ying") 2. How can one be down and out (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Ci Yuan Yuan Ming Drinking Poems:") 3. The bearded slave in the jade tent falls into a demon Soul (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Yu Hu Song") 4. Commoners come to Xinfeng in a state of poverty (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Ma Zhou") 5. Down and out leisurely visitors (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Shanguang Temple") 6. If one's career is down, one will die (Zhang Lei, "Pan Chushi's Elegy" in the Song Dynasty), and one will be threatened by one's downfall (Zhou Wenpu, in the Song Dynasty, "Wild Rose"). 2. Although one is left alone and in despair (Zhou Wenpu, in the Song Dynasty, "Like Jinling Again") 》) He was usually very wealthy but now he is down and out (Song Dynasty Huang Chongzhi·"Leave a Farewell to Jiangzi") There are no relatives or friends, he is old and sick and has a lonely boat. The wind is strong and the sky is high. The apes are mourning. The sandy white bird flies back. (渚zhǚ: small island in the water. Sha: beach. Hui: hovering) The endless falling trees rustle, (Luomu: fallen leaves) the endless Yangtze River rolls in. Wanli is a frequent guest in the sad autumn, (Wanli: hometown is far away. Sad Autumn: sad autumn of nature and the autumn of life. Frequent guest: wandering for many years) Having been sick for hundreds of years, I stand alone on the stage. (A hundred years: a lifetime. Being alone: ??I am lonely and lonely. Going on the stage: Climbing high to drink alcohol is the custom of the Double Ninth Festival) Hardship, bitterness and hatred Fanshuang temples, (bitter hatred: pain and sorrow, personal and national, the same as "difficulty". Fan: making... more. Shuangtan: white hair). Down and down, Xinting turbid wine glass. (Down and down: trapped. Xinting: just because of When I quit drinking, the word "new" becomes even more difficult to bear. Zhuojiu: wine of poor quality. Walking through the world with two feet, shouldering all the sorrows of the past and present.
2. Poems describing downfall
p>1. This time, there is no such thing as sorrow.
"Slow Voice" 2. There was a time when the sea was full of troubles, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. 3. The clothes are getting wider. No regrets in the end, I feel haggard for Yi Xiao.
"Die Lian Hua·Liu Yong" 4. A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are heartbreaking. 5. A letter to the court. Playing the Nine Heavens, I was demoted to Chaozhou Road at night
If you want to eliminate evil things for the sage, you are willing to live in decline and cherish your remaining years! Seemingly heartless. "Xijiang Moon" 7. It's hard to say goodbye when we meet.
"Untitled" 8. There are only a thousand lines of tears when we look at each other. If I want to know you, my life will never fade.
"Shangxie" 10. How much sorrow can I ask you? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. This hatred lasts forever.
"Song of Everlasting Regret" 12. I miss you for a long time, and I hate you for a long time. "Long Love" 13. It is the sorrow of separation. The general feeling is in the heart. "Happy Meeting" 14. Ten years of life and death are blurred. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.
"Jiang Chengzi" 15. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. "Spring in the Jade House" 16. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow.
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms" 17. When the flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers. "Golden Thread Clothes" 18. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by farewell, and even more embarrassing, leaving the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.
"Yulin Bell" 19. Looking at the dusk in Donggao, where can I rely on? The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun.
Herdsmen drive calves back, hunting horses return with poultry. We care about each other but don't know each other, and we sing long songs and cherish the flowers.
"Ambition" 20. Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time. "Jin Se" 21. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
"Untitled".
3. Verses describing abjection
1. This time, how can the word "sorrow" be used? "Slow Voice"
2. Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. "Lisi"
3. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. "Butterfly Love Flower·Liu Yong"
4. A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. "Qing Ping Diao Ci"
5. A letter written in the morning to the Nine Heavens, and in the evening he was demoted to 8,000 people on Chaozhou Road. If you want to eliminate evil things for the saint, you are willing to cherish your old age! "Zuo Qian moved to Languan to show his nephew Xiang"
6. When we see each other, we feel like we have not seen each other. How can being affectionate be like being ruthless?
"Moon over the Xijiang River"
7. It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. "Untitled"
8. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. "Jiang Chengzi"
9. I want to know you and live forever. "Shangxie"
10. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. "Poppy Poppy"
11. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever. "Song of Everlasting Regret"
12. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return home. "Long Love"
13. It is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. "Happy Meeting"
14. Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking about them. "Jiang Chengzi"
15. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. "Spring in the Jade House"
16. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness and two places of sorrow. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"
17. When the flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches. "Golden Thread Clothes"
18. Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and even more embarrassing, leaving the Qingqiu Festival in the cold. "Yulin Bell"
19. Looking at the dusk in Donggao, where can I rely on? The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun. The shepherds are driving back their calves, and the hunting horses are returning with their poultry. We care about each other but don't know each other, and we sing long songs and cherish the flowers. "Ambition"
20. Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time. "Jin Se"
21. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. "Untitled"
4. Looking for poems describing the abject life
1. His face is dusty and smoky, and his temples are gray and his fingers are black. Where do you make money from selling charcoal? The clothes on your body and the food in your mouth. Poor clothes and clothes, worried about the cold weather. ——From the Tang Dynasty: "The Charcoal Seller" by Bai Juyi
Vernacular interpretation: The face is covered with dust, showing the color of being burnt by smoke, the hair on the temples is gray, and the ten fingers are also burned by charcoal black. What do you use the money you get from selling charcoal? Buy the clothes you wear and the food you eat. Unfortunately, he was only wearing thin clothes, but he was worried that he would not be able to sell the charcoal, and he also hoped that the weather would be colder.
2. The old wife lives in a different county, separated by ten people from the wind and snow. Who can ignore it for a long time and go to bed to be hungry and thirsty? When I heard the howl at the entrance, my youngest son died of hunger. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Five Hundred Words of Ode to Fengxian from Beijing"
Vernacular interpretation: My wife and children live in Fengxian, with no one to rely on, and the wind and snow in the sky separate the family. Two places. How could I ignore the poor life of freezing and starving for a long time? This time I went to visit just to share in the difficulties. As soon as I entered the door, I heard sad cries. My little son had starved to death!
3. The green cypress is bitter but edible, and the morning glow is delicious. The world's people are reckless, but my way is difficult. It's freezing in the morning if you don't have a well, and it's cold in the night if you don't have clothes on your bed. I'm afraid I'll be shy if I have an empty pocket, but I'll look at it if I have a penny left. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Empty Bag"
Vernacular interpretation: Even though the green cypress tastes bitter and the morning glow is high, it can still be used as a meal. Most of the people in the world are living an ignoble existence, and it is extremely difficult for me to keep the moral integrity. The fire couldn't be turned on in the morning, the well water was frozen, and it was hard to keep out the cold at night without clothes. If you are too poor and are afraid of being laughed at, you should still leave a penny in your pocket.
4. In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. A group of children in the south village deceived me, saying that I was old and weak, and that I could not bear to face a thief, so they openly carried the grass into the bamboo. My lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I returned home, I leaned on my stick and sighed. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind"
Vernacular interpretation: In August, the autumn was deep, and the strong wind howled, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. 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.
5. The days of strong food will make you lose weight, and the narrow clothes will be cold in autumn. Children reminisce about each other, but they know how difficult it is to travel. Dew enters the hut, and the sound of the stream is noisy on the rocky beach. ——From the Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen's "Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival"
Vernacular interpretation: I don't want to eat, my body is getting thinner, I wear flat and tattered clothes, and the autumn chill arrives unknowingly. Unknowingly, I slowly recalled my childhood. How did I know how difficult life was at that time. The morning dew drifted into the hut, and the sound of the stream could be heard by the beach.
5. Poems describing abjection
In August, the high autumn wind roared (háo), rolling up three layers of (chóng) thatch on my house. The thatch flew across the river and scattered on the outskirts of the river, and the taller one hung The long (juàn) long (cháng) forest tops, the ones below float to the Shentang Col (ào).
The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the baby is tired of lying down and is cracked. There is no drying place in the bedside room. , The rain has not stopped, my feet are like hemp. I have been sleeping for a long time. How can I get wet all night long?
Bai Juyi's charcoal seller
His face is dusty and smoky, his temples are gray and his fingers are black.
Where can I get money from selling charcoal? The clothes on my body are what I eat in my mouth.
Poor clothes, I am worried that the charcoal is cheap and I wish it would be cold.
There is a foot of snow outside the city at night, and at dawn the charcoal cart is rolling over the ice tracks.
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The cows are trapped and the people are hungry. The sun is getting high, so they rest in the mud outside the south gate of the city.
Who are the two riding gracefully? The messenger in yellow clothes is in white clothes.
Holding the document in his hand and pronouncing the edict, he returns to the cart and shouts at the oxen to lead them to the north.
A cart of charcoal weighs more than a thousand kilograms, and the palace envoy will not be able to get it.
Half a piece of red gauze and one foot of silk, tied to the head of a cow and filled with charcoal.
The lonely leaves are cold in the wind
The clothes are thin and the clothes are thin
< p> Why do I have so little money?The vicissitudes of life are solitary
"Lone Wild Goose" The wilderness is full of meaning, the night is quiet, the wind is cold and the grass is frightening. The mournful lone wild goose makes a sad sound far away, looking up at the autumn moon to illuminate the future. .
There are traces of dust and wine on my clothes
Who can be like me in the dust and desolation (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Two Poems to Chao Ying")
2. How could one be in such a state of being down and out (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Ci Yuan Yuanming's Drinking Poetry:")
3. The bearded slave in the jade tent fell into a demonic state (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Yu Hu Qu")
4. A down-and-out commoner comes to Xinfeng (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Ma Zhou")
5. A down-and-out leisure visitor (Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty, "Shanguang Temple")
6. How will one be destined to die if his career is down (Song Dynasty, Zhang Lei, "Pan Chushi's Elegy")
2. Although I am alone and in a state of desolation (Song Dynasty, Zhou Wenpu, "Like Jinling Again")
I am usually very rich, but now I am in poverty (Song Dynasty, Huang Chongzhi, "Farewell to Jiangzi")
There are no relatives or friends, and there are only old and sick people.
The wind is strong and the sky is high. The ape is screaming in sorrow. Flying back. (渚zhǚ: small island in the water. Sha: beach. Hui: hovering)
The boundless falling trees rustle, (Luomu: fallen leaves)
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Wanli is often a guest in the sad autumn, (Wanli: hometown is far away. Sad autumn: sad for the autumn of nature and the autumn of life.
Frequent guest: wandering for many years)
A man who has been sick for a hundred years appears alone on the stage. (A hundred years means a lifetime. Being alone: ??being alone in body and mind makes him even more lonely.
Going on the stage: climbing high to drink alcohol is a Double Ninth Festival custom)
Hardships hate the frosty temples, (Bitter hatred: pain and sorrow, personal and national, the same as "difficulty".
Traditional: makes... more. Frosty temples: white hair)
The wine glass is empty. (Down and out: troubled. Xin stop: I just stopped drinking due to illness.
The word "new" is even more difficult to bear. Zhuojiu: wine of poor quality.
Two feet in the world The road carries all the sorrows of the past and present on one shoulder.
6. Poems describing downfall
The hut was broken by the autumn wind, a song by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
The high autumn wind roars in August Three layers of thatch were rolled up on my house. The tall ones were hanging on the forest branches, while the lower ones were floating around the pond. I was so weak that I couldn't bear to carry them into the bamboo. I left, my lips were burnt and my mouth was dry, and I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I leaned on my stick and sighed. 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 all the poor people in the world with joy! Unmoved by wind and rain, it is as peaceful as a mountain. Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death!
Pipa Play by Bai Juyi of the Song Dynasty
He learned the pipa at the age of thirteen and was ranked first in the class.
Qu Ba once taught good people how to dress well, and Qiu Niang was always jealous of her makeup.
The young people in Wuling are struggling with their heads, and they can’t count the number of red silk songs.
The silver grate on the tin head was smashed into pieces, and the bloody skirt was stained by wine.
This year’s laughter will return to next year’s, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.
My brother left to join the army and my aunt died.
There are few horses and pommels in front of the door, and the boss is married to a businessman. ("Pipa Xing" was written in the second year after he was demoted to Jiangzhou. By describing the superb acting skills of the Pipa Girl and her miserable life experience, the work expresses the author's personal depression and sadness of being politically hit and reviled. In Here, the poet regards a pipa girl as his close confidant, and feels sympathy for her. He writes about people and himself, weeps about himself and others. The ups and downs of officialdom and the sorrow of life are all integrated into one, thus giving the work an unusual appeal. . )
Tang Zhangji is moored at night in Fengqiao
The moon is setting and the sky is full of crows and frost.
Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City,
The midnight bell rings to the passenger ship. (Written by Zhang Jijing when he failed in the examination)
Failed in Mengjiao of Tang Dynasty
I cried out all night long,
The dream was short and could not be returned home.
Two times on the road to Chang'an,
The sky will burst into tears.
Falling in Tang Mengjiao
It is difficult for the dawn moon to be light, and it is difficult for people to be sad.
Who said that everything is prosperous in spring, only frost is seen on the leaves.
The eagle owl loses its power and the wren flies falsely.
Abandoned again and again, love is like a sword wound. (These two poems are about the sadness and abjection of failure)
7. Poems describing the past glory and present abjection
1. Spring Hope
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.
Translation:
Chang'an fell, the country was shattered, and only the mountains and rivers remained; spring came, and the sparsely populated Chang'an city was lush with vegetation.
Feeling sentimental about state affairs, I can’t help but burst into tears, and the chirping of birds frightens my heart, which only adds to the sorrow and hatred of separation.
The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year. Letters from home are rare, and one letter is worth ten thousand taels of gold.
Wrapped in melancholy, I scratched my head and thought. The white hair got shorter and shorter, and I almost couldn’t insert the hairpin.
2. Yongyu Le·Jingkou Beigu Pavilion Nostalgic for the Past
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place. 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. I remember those days when we were fierce and powerful, and we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hasty 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?
Translation:
Through the ages, it is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan. The dance pavilions and singing stages of the past are still there, but the heroes have long since disappeared with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the ordinary alleys covered with grass and trees. People say that this is where Liu Yu once lived. Looking back on those days, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and regained the lost territory!
However, Liu Yu's son Liu Yilong was so happy about his success that he rushed to the Northern Expedition. Instead, Tuoba Tao, Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, took the opportunity to send his troops south. His troops arrived on the north bank of the Yangtze River and returned, but were severely damaged by their opponents. It has been forty-three years since I returned to the South, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. How can we look back, when there were people worshiping Tuoba Tao outside his palace, crows pecking at the sacrifices, people were celebrating the commune day, and they only worshiped him as a god, not knowing that there was an emperor here. 's palace. Who else would ask, does Lian Po have a good appetite now that he is old?
3. Poppy · When is the spring flowers and autumn moon
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
When is 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 inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. (Diaolan Pass: Lan)
Translation:
When will this year end? How many past events do we know! Last night, the spring breeze blew again from the small building. How could I bear the pain of recalling my homeland on this bright moonlit night?
The intricately carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the person I miss is already aging. Ask me how much sadness is in my heart, just like the endless spring water flowing eastward.
4. The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
It is common in Prince Qi’s house, and I heard it several times in front of Cui Jiutang.
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will see it again when the flowers are falling.
Translation:
Back then, I often saw your performances at King Qi’s residence; I also appreciated your art many times in front of Cui Jiutang.
I never expected that in this beautiful Jiangnan, during the flower-falling season, I would meet an old acquaintance like you by chance.
5. Five Poems of Indignation·Part 1
Song Dynasty: Lu You
When I was young, I knew that the world was 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 up the Great Wall and promised myself that my hair would be empty, but my temples were 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!
Translation:
When I was young, I determined to make the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, but I never imagined that it would be so difficult. I often look north to the land of the Central Plains, and my blood boils with passion and my resentment is like a mountain.
I remember beating up the Jin soldiers at Guazhou Crossing, and flying warships on a snowy night. In the autumn wind, the horses galloped freely, and the good news of regaining Dashan Pass came frequently.
I remember when I compared myself to the Great Wall, and made great ambitions to eliminate border troubles for my motherland. Nowadays, my hair is as frosty as my hair on my temples, and my hopes for the Northern Expedition and recovery are all empty talk.
People can’t help but remember Zhuge Kongming. His reputation as a master is truly worthy of his reputation. Who could be like Zhuge Liang who dedicated his life and led the three armies to restore the Han Dynasty and conquer the Central Plains!
8. What are the poems about abjection?
1. This time, how can there be such a thing as "sorrow"? ——(Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice")
2. Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except Wushan. (Yuan Zhen's "Lisi")
3. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore, because I am so happy that I feel haggard. (Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers")
4. A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain. (Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Ci")
5. A letter written in the morning to the Nine Heavens, and in the evening he was demoted to eight thousand people on Chaozhou Road. If you want to eliminate evil things for the saint, you are willing to cherish your old age! (Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Languan to Show His Nephew Xiang")
6. When we see each other, we feel like we are not seeing each other, and being affectionate is like being ruthless. (Sima Guang's "Moon over the Xijiang River")
7. It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, because the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. (Li Shangyin's "Untitled")
8. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
10. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. (Li Yu's "Yu Meiren")
9. Ancient poems that describe a person who is so down and down that it makes people very disappointed
1. Nostalgia for the Tang Dynasty: Du Mu was in a state of desolation at a wine shop in the south of the Yangtze River, Chu The waist is slender and the palm is light.
After ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, he won the reputation of a brothel. The translator was frustrated and wandered around the rivers and lakes with wine, indulging in the slender-waisted women favored by King Ling of Chu and the light dancing posture of Zhao Feiyan.
Ten years of debauchery in Yangzhou is like a dream. When you wake up and look back, you end up with a reputation of being ruthless among the brothel girls. 2. Jinluqu·Jiang Ximing said that he would give this gift to the Qing Dynasty: Who will stay with you again, Nalan Xingde?
Sighing at life, turning over the clutches several times, becomes old age. I most recall cutting candles together at the west window, but talking about the night rain at home.
Let’s just get together temporarily. The Yangtze River is rustling and the trees are swaying, sending off the distant sky and white geese with their wails.
Under the yellow leaves, autumn is like this. Said attribution adds to the sadness.
The material is strong, the cold smoke is cold, and the moon is cold, and I live in Chifanyu. One incident saddens you, and you are in a state of desolation, and your temples are fluttering and untouched.
There are Jie Yi and the children of Chang'an. Qiu Wei has entered the space and space, and believes in the ancient times, so that he can bear the truth.
Having a life of hatred, who can say that? Translation: Who can keep you? It’s a pity that life is getting old quickly after several sad farewells. The most missed thing is holding a candle under the west window and talking at night, listening to you talk about things in your hometown. Unexpectedly, this reunion would be so short. The Yangtze River is rolling, leaves are falling, and the wild geese are whining and flying away into the distance.
The yellow leaves are falling, and the scene of autumn is so desolate. Hearing you say you are leaving makes me a lot more sad - but if you want to go back to your hometown, you should go back, it is better than reluctantly living in a desolate monastery in the capital.
You came to the capital with gray hair to seek fame but failed to achieve success. Your children miss you in your hometown. I have been heartbroken for your downfall. It seems that no matter in ancient or modern times, talent and destiny are always at odds with each other. Who can be said to be full of resentment towards unfair fate? 3. Drunk and desolate·Leaving the entrance of Jing and writing in the Song Dynasty: Su Shi is light in the clouds and the moon is shining, and the boat is about to set off after waking up from drunkenness at the second watch.
The lonely city looks back at the mist. Remember the time of singing, not the time of return.
The towel fell off the fan and the rattan bed was slippery, and I felt a deep dream with no one to talk to. When will the wandering of this life rest? My home is in the southwest, so I often say goodbye to the southeast.
Translation: The clouds are floating gently, the moonlight is slightly bright, I wake up from drunkenness at the second watch, and the ship has just started to set off. Looking back at Jingkou, the lonely city has been hidden in the gray mist.
I remember the scene of singing and laughing while drinking, but I don’t remember the scene when we got on the boat. After sobering up, the turban was tilted, the fan fell, and the rattan bed was so delicate that I could hardly hang it on myself.
When I wake up, there is no one to talk about the tranquility in my dream. When will the wandering of this life stop? I live in Meishan in the southwest, but I often say goodbye to the southeast. 4. Mulan's Ci·Ancient Juejue's Ci from Cambodian Friends of the Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde, if life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be such a sad painting fan?
It’s easy to change an old person’s heart, but it’s easy to change an old person’s heart. Lishan's words are gone till midnight, and the tears and rain are lingering without complaint.
How lucky is the handsome man in brocade to wish for that day with wings and branches. Translation: Getting along with the person you love should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when you first met.
But you and I should have loved each other, but why have we become separated from each other today? Now it is easy to change your heart, but you say that it is easy for lovers to change their hearts. You and I are just like Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty and Yang Yuhuan. We made a life-or-death vow in the Palace of Eternal Life, but in the end we made a decisive separation. Even so, there is no grudge.
But how can you compare with the Tang Minghuang back then? He still had a vow to be a winged bird and a tree with Yang Yuhuan. 5. "Five Hundred Words of Ode to the Emperor from Beijing to Fengxian" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu has been in mourning ever since, and his patience has been reduced to dust.
In the end, I felt ashamed of my nest and my home, and could not change my ways. Tianqu is overcast and majestic, and the guests are at night.
Shuangyan's clothes are broken, and the fingers can't be knotted. The old wife lives in a different county, separated by ten people from the wind and snow.
Who can ignore it for a long time and go to bed to be hungry and thirsty? When I heard the howl at the entrance, my youngest son died of hunger.
I would rather give up and mourn, and the streets and alleys will also sob. I am ashamed to be a father, and I will die young if I don’t have enough food.
Translation: You are still in poverty, how can you bear to be buried in dust? I am really ashamed that I am not like Xu You and Chao Fu. Although I am ashamed, I do not want to change my behavior. Black clouds were pressing down like mountains, and the streets were gloomy. I, a lonely guest, left the capital in the middle of the night.
My whole body was covered with frost. I broke my belt and tried to tie it, but my fingers were frozen stiff. My wife and children live in Fengxian, with no one to rely on, and the wind and snow in the sky separate the family in two places.
How could I ignore the poor life of freezing, starving, and living for a long time? This time I went to visit just to share in the difficulties. As soon as I entered the door, I heard sad cries. My little son had starved to death! How could I suppress my grief? My neighbors were also sobbing and crying! I can't tell you how ashamed I feel in my heart. As a father, I can't even support my children.