Urgently seeking English translation of Song Ci. Especially Su Shi's. Kneel down and thank you! ! !

Pusuanzi

A waning moon hangs on the bare tung tree.

The water clock has gone, and everything is still

Who saw the vague figure come and go alone?

Hazy, the shadow of a lonely goose?

She got a fright, stood up and looked back.

No one saw the desire.

Will not stay on any cold branches.

Along the cold and lonely beach

Bu operator

The crescent moon hangs on the top of the thin plane tree.

In the early hours of the morning, the human voice disappeared

Who saw you alone?

Like a lone goose on the horizon.

I suddenly started up and turned my head again.

There is resentment in my heart, but no one knows it.

He flew over the frozen branches and stopped living,

Lonely sandbars are cold.

Ko head for water regulation

The moon-how old is it?

I hold a cup and ask the clear blue sky.

But I don't know, in the palace above.

What time is it tonight?

If I could ride the wind to see it-

But no, Yuta.

It's so high, maybe it's too cold

Dance with my shadow-

How can it be like here?

The turning point in the red chamber

Under the carved window

Brightness hinders sleep.

But why complain?

The moon is always round when we leave.

A man knows sadness and happiness, separation and reunion.

The moon, the clouds and the beautiful sky are full of rain and shine-

Old story, the struggle for perfection!

To longevity.

Even thousands of miles apart, we share this cuteness!

Prelude to water melody

Our time will come.

Holding my cup, I asked the blue sky

Tonight in the high palace.

What year is tonight?

Riding the wind, I will fly there.

However, I'm afraid the Crystal Palace is too high and cold for me.

The higher the altitude, the colder the weather-if a person is too prominent, he is likely to feel desolate.

Dance lightly.

How can this human world compare with yours?

The moon turned scarlet. envelop

Hanging over the carved window

Because you don't sleep on yourself.

She shouldn't hold a grudge against men.

Why does the moon tend to be full when people are away?

When the moon is full or full.

The moon has foul weather and fair, waxing and waning

Nothing is perfect since ancient times.

I wish you a long life

Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan

Shuilongyin

Like a flower, but not a flower.

Nobody cares when it falls.

Abandoned by the roadside

But despite

Unmoved, I thought

Wounded tendrils intertwined.

Lovely eyes full of drowsiness

It's about to open, not yet.

Still in the dream, Wan Li with the wind.

look for love

Scared again and again by the cry of the oriole

Don't pity the flying flowers.

Sad for xiyuan

It's turned red beyond repair-

Now, after the morning rain,

What's left?

A pond full of broken duckweeds

If the three parts of spring

Two people turned to dust.

One is running water.

Listen-

These are not catkins.

But tears of separated lovers.

Shuilongyin

Like flowers, like non-flowers.

No one sympathizes with the ground and leaves it to the earth.

Leave it by the road in my hometown.

If you think about it carefully, it seems heartless.

In fact, it is affectionate.

Compression of soft intestine

Sleepy and charming eyes

Want to open or close?

Dreams travel thousands of miles with the wind.

Go somewhere.

Was called by the warbler.

I don't hate this flower flying.

Hate xiyuan

It is difficult to create a red flower.

Lai Guo Yu Jr.

Where are the traces?

A pool of broken apples

If you want to find a spring in three places.

Two of them turned to dust.

One fell into the water without any sign.

beautiful scenery/landscape

Not Huayang.

Dots are human tears.

Niannujiao

The Yangtze River flows eastward.

wash away

A great man of 1000 years

The west side of the city wall-

People say-

Is "Zhou Yang Chibi" in Romance of the Three Kingdoms a myth?

Rebellious rocks pierce the sky.

The terrible waves tore the bank.

Countercurrent stirs up huge snow waves-

Picturesque rivers and mountains

How many heroes have surpassed them? ...

Looking back on those years, hatred-

Just married little Joe-

Brave, clever

Feather fans, silk scarves

talk and laugh cheerfully/merrily

The mast and paddle disappeared into the flying ash and smoke!

I wandered in the ancient field

Absurdly moved

Gray prematurely-

A person's life is like a dream-

Then pour a glass, facing the river and facing the moon.

Niannujiao

River of no return

The waves have dried up.

The glorious image of a thousand generations.

Chibi appeared to the west of the ancient fortress.

Human nature is

Red Cliff of Duke Zhou of the Three Kingdoms

Rocks stand in the air and the waves beat against the coast.

Waves that accumulate water on the shore

Roll into a thousand piles of snow.

Picturesque

How many heroes appeared!

I thought of the young Lord,

Just married to beautiful Joe

Solemn and full of energy

Feather fans and scarves

Between laughing and not laughing

Between talking and laughing, he burned the enemy's ships to ashes.

When my mind roams in an ancient country,

Romantic people may smile at my early white hair.

My early white hair.

Life is just a dream.

I spilled wine on the moon in the water.

Jiang zhenzi

Ten years of life and death have been separated.

I don't remember anything.

But I can't forget

Your lonely grave thousands of miles away ...

I have nowhere to tell my sadness-

Even if we have met, how do you know me?

My face is covered with dust.

My hair is like snow?

In the dark night, a dream: Suddenly, I went home.

You are by the window.

do/set one's hair

I look at you and can't speak.

Your face is full of endless tears.

Do they have to break my heart year after year

These moonlit nights?

That low pine grave?

Jiangchengzi

Ten years of life and death two boundless

Don't think about it.

unforgettable

Her lonely grave is thousands of miles away.

Who can I express my sadness to?

Even if she comes back to life, will she still know me?

A dusty face

The sideburns are like frost.

Night fell on the village

Window of Xiao Xuan

Cosplay

Be silent with each other

Only a thousand tears.

I expect my heart to break every year.

Yueming night

Aisonggang

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