one
Decline and glory are uncertain, and each other is more * * *.
Shaosheng's Gua Tian is better than Dongling's!
Both hot and cold have metabolism, and that's human nature.
If a person understands his encounter, his death will no longer be suspected;
Suddenly I have a bottle of wine, and I am happy every day and night.
Vernacular translation:
Decline and glory are not fixed on each other. Mr Shao is in Gua Tian, isn't he like Dongling? Both hot and cold have metabolism, and people's minds are always like this. An optimist knows he will, and I no longer doubt it. Suddenly I gave a glass of wine and drank it day and night.
Secondly,
Good luck is rewarded, and Uncle Yi is in Xishan.
If good and evil should not, what is empty!
Ninety rope, hungry and cold.
It's good to be poor, who will pass it on forever.
Vernacular translation:
It is said that one good turn deserves another, and Uncle Yi starved to death in Xishan. Good and evil are not reported, why talk empty! 90 ropes, Rong Gong is even more hungry and cold than in his prime. Without solid poverty and noble morality, how can fame spread?
third
After a thousand years of mourning, everyone cherishes the feelings of Tao.
I refuse to drink, but I care about the name of the world.
So, isn't your body living?
How many times can life be restored? It's like being electrocuted.
What can you do with this desire within a hundred years of fame!
Vernacular translation:
Confucianism and Taoism have declined for nearly a thousand years, and everyone is selfish and stingy. There is wine you refuse to drink, and you only care about worldly vanity. Cherish yourself so much, isn't it for this life? How long can a life last? It's as fast as lightning. Busy life is fame and fortune, how can you achieve something!
Fourth.
Birds without birds fly alone at dusk.
Wandering endlessly, every night my voice becomes sad.
Li went to Qingyuan, where to go.
Because value is lonely, loose and distant.
There is no glorious wood in the strong wind, and this shade is absolutely unique.
I have my house, which has a history of 1000 years.
Vernacular translation:
Anxious birds fly alone at dusk. Wandering and wandering, there is no nest, and every night, the cry becomes more and more sad. I long for Qingyuan, and I fly around in love. Because of loneliness, a pine tree, put away its wings and return. The wind is cold and the trees are in tune, and the pines are lush and unique. Since we have to stay here, we will always depend on each other.
Fifth.
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Vernacular translation:
The house was built on earth, quiet but without horses and chariots. Ask me why I can do this. The heart is biased towards the outside world. Take care of yourself and pick chrysanthemums under the hedge. Fog in the mountains, good sunset, birds return to their nests together. There is real meaning in this, I forgot to say what I want to distinguish.