Gu Yu’s ancient poems:
1. Water Fairy·Self-sufficiency, Yuan Dynasty: Yang Chaoying
Original text: Old life in Xinghua Village, a virgin with thin bamboos and plum blossoms Home. Just plow deeply and sow shallowly to reap the harvest. The wine is in the new grill, the fish are playing, and there are chickens, dolphins, bamboo shoots and vines. Guests come to cook meals at home, monks come to have Guyu tea, and they make dansha in their spare time.
Translation: I live an ordinary life in Xinghua Village. My home is made up of thin bamboos and sparse plum blossoms. Deep plowing and shallow planting are done in spring, and crops are harvested in autumn. Drink the newly filtered wine, taste the fresh fish, home-raised chickens and pigs, and freshly picked bamboo shoots and vine buds. When guests arrive, they are treated to home-cooked meals, and monks visit to cook spring tea picked during Grain Rain. Practice cinnabar by yourself in your free time.
2. See five poems written by my twenty-year-old brother, He Hua Zi Man Xing. One of them is from the Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian.
It is unknown how Dongguo Qingming Wine is like Xichuang Guyu Tea.
Translation: Catkins are flying and spider silk is swimming. It is late spring in March, and the wind and rain wash the fallen flowers all over the city. I don’t know how it would be to drink Qingming wine outside the East City instead of sitting under the west window and drinking Guyu tea.
3. Dielianhua·When spring rises, a pole fills the water, Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
When spring rises, a pole fills the water. Fragrant grass and geese fill the shore with green breeze. The painted boat floats around the bay hundreds of times. Hengtang Tower is closer to the front and farther away. It's cold in Jiang State and it's late for farming. To the north of the village and to the south of the village, the fields are plowed all over during the Grain Rain. Show the wheat, the hills, the mulberry leaves and the cheap. Take a look and try to harvest new cocoons.
Translation: When spring comes, the green water rises a new pole deep, leveling the water level. The grass beside the water is green, and the geese's feet are full. The fresh grass color dyes the river bank embankment green in the gentle breeze.
The painting boat moved gently around the Jiuqu Bay. Looking at it, the Hengtang Tower was very close in front of me, but it was as far away as when it set off. In the water town of Jiangnan, the spring cold is late and farming is late. In the north and south of the village, plows were plowed to break the soil during the Grain Rain season, and the fields were cultivated. The spring wheat has grown and the ears are rising and falling in the wind. Mulberry trees are lush on the hills. The sellers of mulberry leaves are very cheap. In the blink of an eye, you can taste new noodles and collect new cocoons.
4. Tian Xianzi: Walking horse to explore the flowers before they bloom, Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Walking horse to explore the flowers before they bloom. It is not easy for people and chemicals. Come back a thousand times and look around a hundred times, the bee is your maid and the oriole is your envoy. Grain Rain is clear and the sky is empty.
White-haired Lu Lang is still in love. One night, the jian knife was used to collect the jade pistils. Zunqian was still red to the broken heart. People have tears, but flowers have no intention. Tomorrow, when you wake up, the floor will be full of wine.
Translation: Riding a galloping horse to see if the flowers have bloomed. It is not easy for people and the world to wait eagerly for the flowers to bloom. They send bees, maids and orioles to try their best to check back and forth. People count on their fingers. In a few days, we should see flowers during Qingming Festival and Grain Rain, but what if we still can’t see flowers by then?
Lu Lang was still affectionate in his old age. He used scissors to cut off the flowers that had just bloomed overnight. He also had to face the heartbroken flowers before the banquet. He would shed tears and did not want the flowers to be picked off. , when you wake up the next day, you will see that the flowers have fallen to the ground.
5. "Yi Zhou Shu·Shi Xun Jie": "On the day of the rain, pingpi trees begin to grow, and on the fifth day, the doves sing and the strange feathers fly, and on the fifth day, the hoopoe falls on the mulberry trees." Yuan Zhen's poem about Guyu mainly writes about the natural scenery during Guyu season, integrating all three seasons of Guyu into the poem. There is a bright sky between heaven and earth, and the mountains and rivers turn from blue-black to blue under the skylight.
The hoopoe sings among the leaves, duckweeds begin to grow in the pond and wetland, young silkworms eat mulberry leaves on the sandy ground in the greenhouse, and wheat and garland are intoxicated by the spring breeze. Cuckoos are flying and screaming in the air, reminding people that spring is coming.