Ten of the best poems in A Dream of Red Mansions: Full of Absurd Words, Good Songs, Life-long Mistakes, Squinting Eyebrows, Wise and Tired, Ending, Birds Throw Their Flowers into the Woods, Singing Flowers, Chanting Bai Haitang, Chanting Chrysanthemum and Asking Chrysanthemum.
1. A Paper Full of Absurd Words —— A Dream of Red Mansions in Qing Dynasty Poems of Origin
A Paper Full of Absurd Words, a handful of bitter tears.
Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste?
Vernacular translation:
The paper was filled with many absurd words, and the eyes were filled with bitter tears.
People say that the author is crazy, but who can really understand the taste?
2, "Good Song"-Qing Dream of Red Mansions Zhen Shiyin
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but fame is unforgettable.
where will the past and the present be? A pile of grass is gone in the wasteland.
everyone knows that immortals are good, but only gold and silver can't forget them.
in the end, I only hate gathering, but my eyes are closed for a long time.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but only a wife can't forget them.
You said your kindness on your birthday, and you died with others.
the world knows that immortals are good, and only children and grandchildren can't forget them.
There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times, but who has seen filial piety for their children and grandchildren?
Vernacular translation:
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but fame is unforgettable.
where are the celebrities in ancient times and today? Grass covered the grave.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but wealth is unforgettable.
I'm just jealous of not having much wealth all day, but I've closed my eyes when I have wealth.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but their wives are unforgettable.
during your life, you talked about love every day, but after your death, you died with others.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but children and grandchildren are unforgettable.
Parents have a lot of love since ancient times, but how many filial children and grandchildren have seen it?
3. A lifelong mistake —— Qing Dream of Red Mansions Jia Baoyu
All roads are good marriages, and I only read the marriage of wood and stone.
facing the sky, the snow in the mountains is crystal clear.
I'll never forget the lonely forest in the world.
sighing in the world, the fly in the ointment is not enough to believe today.
Even if it is Qi Mei's case, it's hard to tell the truth.
Vernacular translation:
Although people often say that a good marriage is very important, I only read the vows made before the wood and stone.
I look at the nobles in the snow-white mountains alone, and I won't forget those fairies in the world.
I lament that beautiful things in the world are always not perfect.
even if we have the same goals and ideals, it is difficult to reach a balance in the end.
4, "vain eyebrows"-Qing Cao Xueqin
One is Langyuan Xianpa, and the other is flawless jade.
If you say there is no strange fate, you will meet him again in this life.
If there is strange fate, how can your mind be empty?
one is in vain, and the other is worried about nothing.
one is the moon in the water and the other is the flower in the mirror.
I wonder how many tears there are in my eyes.
How can I survive from autumn to winter and from spring to summer?
Vernacular translation:
One is the precious flower in Langyuan, and the other is the flawless jade.
if we didn't have a predestination in previous lives, why did we meet him again in this life?
If we were predestined in a previous life, why did our worries finally turn into nothingness?
one blames himself in vain, and the other worries in vain.
One is like the moon in the water, and the other is like a flower in the mirror.
think about how many tears you have shed.
but it has gone through autumn to winter and spring to summer.
5, "Smart and Tired"-Qing Cao Xueqin
The agency was too clever to calculate the life of Qing Qing.
before death, the heart was broken, but after death, the spirit was empty.
it's better to have a rich family, but eventually a family will die and everyone will go their separate ways.
it's a waste of time, and it's hanging in the air for half a century.
it's like a dream.
suddenly, it's like a building falling, and it's like a lamp going out.
ah! A joy and sorrow.
sighing about the world is hard to decide.
Vernacular translation:
Clever calculation is too clever, but it miscalculates the fate of you and me.
My heart was broken before my death, and my body was empty after my death.
after all, people with rich families will have a day when their families break up and go their separate ways.
I wasted my youth in vain, and my worries are hanging in the air.
It seems to wander aimlessly in a dream in the middle of the night.
Suddenly, it was like a building collapsed, and the dim lights were about to go out.
ouch! A joy suddenly turned into sadness.
alas, life is unpredictable after all.
6, "Ending, Birds Cast Into the Forest"-Qing Cao Xueqin
As an official, his family business withered. Rich, gold and silver are gone.
if you are kind, you will survive. Ruthless, clear retribution
if you owe your life, your life has been repaid. He who owes tears has exhausted his tears.
revenge is not light, and separation and aggregation are all determined.
if you want to know your life, it's really lucky to be rich when you are old.
he who sees through, escapes into an empty door. Obsessed, lost his life in vain.
it's like eating all the birds and throwing them into the forest.
The land is so clean after falling into a vast expanse of white.
Vernacular translation:
As an official, the family business withers. Rich people, gold and silver are exhausted.
he who gets the favor has a narrow escape. Ruthless people will be punished.
what you owe will be paid off one day. The tears you owe will dry up one day.
revenge is not easy to end, separation and aggregation are doomed.
If you want to know the brevity of your destiny, you should ask the cause and effect of past lives. Getting rich in old age is just a fluke.
if you see through the falsehood in the world, you will escape into an empty door. Those who indulge in the secular world often sacrifice their lives in vain.
it's like a bird that has eaten up and thrown into the Woods.
a vast expanse of white land has become really clean.
7, "Burying Flowers"-Qing Dream of Red Mansions and Lin Daiyu
Flowers are blooming all over the sky, but who has pity when the fragrance disappears?
The hairspring is soft and floats in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool lightly touches the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir is anxious about the spring and dusk, full of melancholy.
Take the flower out of the embroidered curtain with your hand, and keep stepping on the fallen flowers.
The willow leaves the pod from Fangfei, regardless of whether the peach floats with Li Fei.
peaches and plums will be released again next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?
The fragrant nest in March has been built, and the swallow in the beam is so heartless!
Although flowers and hair can be pecked next year, it's impossible for people to go to the empty nest.
36 days a year, the wind, knife, frost and sword are pressing hard.
when can it be bright and bright, once wandering, it is hard to find it.
flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and sorrow in front of the steps kills the undertaker.
Only sprinkle the flower hoe with tears in the dark, and see blood stains on the upper branches.
The cuckoo is speechless. It's dusk, and the hoe returns to cover the heavy door.
The blue light shines on the wall, and people fall asleep at first, but thewindow is not warmed.
it's twice as bad to blame? Half-pity and half-annoyance:
pity suddenly turns to annoyance and goes away, until it is speechless.
I heard a sad song outside the court last night. Do you know if it is a flower soul or a bird soul?
the soul of a flower bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words.
May wings grow under your wings and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky.
at the end of the day, where is the fragrant hill?
if you don't have a beautiful bag, a pure land will hide the wind.
it's better to be clean and clean than to be trapped in a ditch.
I died and was buried today. I don't know when I will die.
The person who buried the flowers today laughs. Who did he know when he buried them?
Let's see that the residual flowers in spring are gradually falling, which is when the beauty dies of old age.
no sad songs for me, you don't know when flowers fall and people die.
Vernacular translation:
Flowers wither, petals fly in the air, the red color disappears, and the fragrance disappears. Who will pity them?
The hairspring gently winds around the pavilion in spring, and the falling snow gently touches the embroidered curtain.
In the boudoir, girls are reluctant to leave in spring, and their hearts are filled with sadness, which they can't let go.
They walked out of the embroidered curtain with flower hoes in their hands, and lingered on the fallen flowers.
catkins and elm pods bloom naturally, and it doesn't matter where peach blossoms and plum blossoms fall.
Peach blossoms and plum blossoms will bloom again next year, but who will be in the boudoir next spring?
The fragrant nest has been built in March, but the swallows on the beam are so heartless!
Although the flowers will bloom next year, we don't know whether people are still there.
there are 365 days in a year, and the wind and rain are sudden.
how much time is there in spring? Once wandering, it is difficult to find the original home again.
Flowers bloom easily, but wither hard to find, and the petals falling in front of the steps are sad.
Holding the flower hoe alone, the tears in my heart secretly flowed and spilled on the empty branches, leaving blood.
The cuckoo stopped singing, and the flowers gradually faded. The flower hoe in the girl's hand came home and closed the heavy door.
under the blue light, people are sleeping for the first time, and the cold rain is beating on the window, which is not warm yet.
why do some things feel sad? Perhaps it is partly because of pity for spring and partly because of anger at spring.
The arrival of spring makes people happy, and the departure of spring makes people speechless.
There was a sad song in the yard last night. Were the souls of flowers and birds crying?
The souls of flowers and birds are always hard to keep. Birds have no language, and flowers are ashamed.
May you have a pair of wings to fly to the end of the sky with the flowers.
But at the end of the sky, what fragrant hills are there?
If you don't want to collect beautiful remains with a treasure kit, bury the romantic past with a pure land.
the quality is clean, even if it has been contaminated, it can be better than a ditch blocked by sludge.
now that you are dead, I want to bury you, but I don't know when I will die.
You are crazy about burying flowers now. Who will bury you in the future?
Look at the gradual end of spring, and the flowers fade one by one. This is the time when beauty grows old.
When spring ends, flowers wither and people die, I don't know which comes first.
8, "Ode to Bai Haitang"-Qing Dream of Red Mansions Xue Baochai
Cherish the beauty and cover the door by day, and hand in hand with the urn to fill the moss basin.
rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow attract the soul.
flowers are more colorful when you are pale, and jade is traceless when you are worried.
If you want to pay for Bai Di, you should be clean, and if you don't speak, you will be dizzy.
Vernacular translation:
Cherish your beautiful face, close the door during the day and water the moss basin yourself.
Wipe the rouge off your lips, reflecting the shadow of the autumn steps. When the ice and snow come, dew drops on the stone steps, which leads to thinking.
only quietly elegant can you know that flowers are more gorgeous and there are too many sorrows, so how can there be no pain?
If you want to pay off Bai Di's debt, you should keep it clean, but the beautiful girl is silent, and the sun is about to set.
8, "Ode to Bai Haitang"-Qing Dream of Red Mansions and Lin Daiyu
Half-rolled Xiang curtain and half-closed door, grinding ice into earth jade as a basin.
stealing a pear core is three cents, and borrowing a plum blossom soul.
In the Moon Cave, the immortals sewed clothes, and in autumn, the women in always in my heart wiped the crying marks.
who do you complain to in silence? Tired of leaning against the west wind, the night has fainted.
Vernacular translation:
The curtain of Xiang is half-drawn, the door is half-covered, the ground is made of crushed ice, and the basin is made of jade.
The stolen pear flower is white, and the borrowed plum flower has a wisp of soul.
The fairy in the moon sews clothes, and in the boudoir in autumn, the resentful woman wipes the tears.
who did she confide in silently? Tired of leaning in the west wind, night has come.
9. Ode to Chrysanthemum —— Qing Dream of Red Mansions Lin Daiyu
Rogue poets and demons are unconscious and invade, and they swim around the fence and drown their voices.
There are beautiful flowers on the tip of my hair, and I write in the frost, and my mouth is full of fragrance, singing to the moon.
a paper full of self-pity and complaints, who will tell Qiu Xin?
once Tao ling commented on the chapter, the eternal high wind said today.
Vernacular translation:
Rogue poets attack in the dark and early morning, circling the fence, leaning against the stone and immersing themselves in music.
Dip your brush in ink, write beautiful words, and sing to the moon with fragrance in your mouth.
the paper is full of self-pity, only a few words, who can understand the autumn mood?
Tao Yuanming has been talking about his style for thousands of years since he was rated as a literary master.
1, "Ask Chrysanthemum"-Qing Dream of Red Mansions Lin Daiyu
If you want to know about autumn love, you should murmur and knock on Dongli.
who hides when you stand aloof, but it's too late to bloom?
Why is the frost in the garden lonely, and can you miss Hong Gui's illness?
if you don't talk about everything in the world, why not talk about it for a while?
Vernacular translation:
I want to ask about the feelings of autumn, but no one knows, and I stand in front of the fence in the east.
You are unique and stand out from the crowd. Who do you live in seclusion with? The same flowers bloom, but why the time is different?
The dew in the field and the frost in the courtyard are so lonely. Migratory birds return, crickets are chirping, can sick banelings also be lovesick?
don't say that no one in the world talks about this, let's speak freely and say what's in our hearts.