History of Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
The 48-character calligraphy works of ancient poetry are as follows: "Send a son across the Han River"
1, by Yu of the Tang Dynasty.
2, the original text: Jiangnan Jiangbei hope, Acacia recalls empty songs. Yuanyang lies warm in Shapu. Fly to orange forest. The songs in the kitchen smoke are faint, and the moonlight on the ferry is heavy. Love is thousands of miles away, love is thousands of miles away from the anvil.
The turbulent river separates us. I'm here and you're on the other side. We look across the river, and our hearts are full of homesickness. I think we once fell in love and recited our favorite poems, but now we can only recite to the river alone.
Watching a pair of mandarin ducks lying on the beach by the river, snuggling up to each other and keeping warm. See the other pair? I am flying leisurely over the orange forest, laughing and singing. How can I not want to get up from you in a foreign country?
In the evening, kitchen smoke rises from the river, and the river is full of smoke. There are faint songs about lovesickness in this smoke. Can you hear me? At this time, the thick moonlight has risen on the river, just like my gloomy mood at this time.
Even if two people in love are close at hand, if they can't meet, they are still thousands of miles apart. What's more, I heard the banging of cotton-padded clothes from every household, coming from a distance.