The moon on the mountain is as bright as a candle, and the bamboos move in the wind and frost. In the middle of the night, the birds are frightened and people are sleeping alone in the windows. ——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Sleeping Alone in the Autumn Zhai with Baozi" "Sleeping Alone in the Autumn Zhai with Baozi" The moon on the mountain is as bright as a candle, and the bamboos move in the wind and frost.
In the middle of the night, birds start to perch, and people stay alone in the windows. Scenery and Lyrical Translation
The cold moonlight erodes the fading candlelight, and the sound of rain rumbles in the deep bamboo forest.
The frightened birds chirped from time to time, making it difficult to fall asleep on this cold branch. Wei Yingwu (737-792), a poet of the Tang Dynasty in China. Han nationality, from Chang'an (now Xi'an, Shaanxi Province). There are 10 volumes of "Wei Jiangzhou Collection", two volumes of "Wei Suzhou Collection of Poems" and 10 volumes of "Wei Suzhou Collection". Only one essay survives. Because he served as the governor of Suzhou, he was known as "Wei Suzhou" in the world. His poetic style is calm and lofty, and he is famous for his ability to describe scenery and reclusive life.
Wei Yingwu
Wei Yingwu (737～792), a poet of the Tang Dynasty in China. Han nationality, from Chang'an (now Xi'an, Shaanxi Province). There are 10 volumes of "Wei Jiangzhou Collection", two volumes of "Wei Suzhou Collection of Poems" and 10 volumes of "Wei Suzhou Collection". Only one essay survives. Because he served as the governor of Suzhou, he was known as "Wei Suzhou" in the world. His poetic style is calm and lofty, and he is famous for his ability to describe scenery and reclusive life. ? 658 poems and essays: At noon, I am dreaming of my first dream. On a high building, I am alone by the railing. In the Qing Shang Dynasty, the golden wind came, the sound of anvils was intermittent, the sound of bamboo rafts was resentful, and the formation of wild geese was frightening. The scenery is unbearable to look at, and there are thousands of sorrows in my eyes. Autumn light talks about the lack of human feelings, the vast wild water, the vast decaying grass, and the faint green mountains. ——Ming Dynasty·Zhu Ting's "Qing Xing'er·Autumn"
Qing Xing'er·Autumn
Ming Dynasty: Zhu Ting
In the afternoon pillow, I dreamed of a tall building. Go up, relying on the langan alone. In the Qing Shang Dynasty, the golden wind came, the sound of anvils was intermittent, the sound of bamboo rafts was resentful, and the formation of wild geese was frightening.
The scenery is unsightly, and the place where you stare is full of sorrow. Autumn light talks about the lack of human feelings, the vast wild water, the vast decaying grass, and the faint green mountains. In autumn, I write about the scenery, and the mountains and rivers join hands with the river village. Plum snow floating skirt. There is no limit to love, and the soul is lost everywhere. Old friends are gone and old songs are heard again. Xiangwanghu Tower, Gushan Temple, and Yongjinmen. Wherever he goes, he writes thousands of poems, embroiders shirts, and brushes the red dust. Don't come here to remember me, I know who he is. There is the moon in the lake, willows by the river, and clouds over the long head. ——Song Dynasty·Su Shi's "Xing Xiangzi·Danyang writes about ancient times"
Xing Xiangzi·Danyang writes about ancient times
Song Dynasty: Su Shi joins hands with Jiangcun. Plum snow floating skirt. There is no limit to love, and the soul is lost everywhere. Old friends are gone and old songs are heard again. Xiangwanghu Tower, Gushan Temple, and Yongjinmen.
Wherever he goes, he writes thousands of poems, embroiders shirts, and brushes the red dust. Don't come here to remember me, I know who he is. There is the moon in the lake, willows by the river, and clouds over the long head. Describing scenes, recalling, longing for friends, writing poems about Jingjing dreams, and singing beautiful songs. I only collected Qi Zi Rao, and I was once not a feathered man's house. Luo Jing Ai cloud control, Zhanguang Hu Long Ce. Yufeng pro-listed Tu, riding on the mountain to find Yu's traces. The whistling faces the foggy cens, and the spreading flowers lean against the peak wall. The blue sky shakes the smoke tree, and the dome spans the sky stone. The frost cliff destroys the earth paste, and the golden stream detects the spring veins. Lao Yuan embraces the starry man, and his breast sinuses are connected to the blue sea. The driver of Guguan is a Hongren, and the Danke of Yanqizui is a guest. Special objects hide treasures and wonders, and strange minds hide fairy books. The beauty of Fuyinhua in the high world, the essence of escape from ancient times. Listening to the desolation makes me sad, and I am startled by the difference. I feel ashamed that I have nothing to offer my talents, and I offer nothing but silk to wash away my filth. ——Bao Zhao of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Poem from Climbing Xianglu Peak"
Poem from Climbing Xianglu Peak
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Bao Zhao Read the full text ∨ Ci Zong is full of dreams of Jingjing, and the song of climbing is beautiful.
I only accepted Qi Zi Rao, and I was once not a feathered man's house.
Luo Jing Ai Yun Da, Zhan Guang Hu Long Ce.
Yufeng personally traveled to Tu, riding on the mountain to find Yu's traces.
The whistle is facing the foggy cens, and the flowers are leaning against the peak wall.
The blue sky shakes the smoke tree, and the sky spans the sky stone.
The frost cliff destroys the earth paste, and the golden stream detects the spring veins.
The starry man is held in the abyss, and the sinuses of his breasts are connected to the blue sea.
Guguanjiahongren, Yanqizui Danke.
Special objects hide rare things, and strange minds hide fairy books.
The sound of the ancient world is as beautiful as the essence of ancient times.
Listening to the desolation makes you sad, and you are shocked to see each other.
I feel ashamed that I have nothing to offer my talents, and I offer nothing but silk to wash away my filth.
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