Author du fu? the Tang Dynasty
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
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The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward. Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.
Second, a brief encounter.
Author Li Wei? Dynasties and five dynasties
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
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Silent, lonely, slowly boarded the empty west wing alone, looking up at the sky, accompanied by a bend of Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.
It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.
Third, the voice is slow.
Author Li Qingzhao? Song dynasty
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late and urgent! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
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Empty and unprincipled, cold and desolate, sad and sad. How to rest when you feel warm and cold? Drinking three glasses of light wine can't resist its urgency and the cold wind blowing in the evening. The geese who have gone to the south to escape the cold have already flown, but sadly, they are old acquaintances. Deny one's hometown.
The chrysanthemums are all yellow, and I am sad and haggard. Have no intention of appreciating flowers and cherishing them. Now that the flowers are fading, who can pick them? Look at the window to see the time, look at the window to see the time, I hope it's not dark. It was drizzling on the plane blades, and it was still dripping at dusk. How can this situation be described by a sad sentence?
Fourth, Chang 'e.
Author Li Shangyin? the Tang Dynasty
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
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Through the screen decorated with mica, the shadow of the candle gradually faded. The milky way sank and the morning star disappeared. Chang 'e regrets being lonely and stealing the elixir. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her with a lonely heart every night.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) golden.
Author Li Shangyin? the Tang Dynasty
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
Translation?
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.