1. The opening poem "Out of the Fortress"
"Two Poems out of the Fortress"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The bright moon of Qin Dynasty and the pass of Han Dynasty , The people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain. The horse is newly riding on a white jade saddle. After the battle, the moon is cold on the battlefield. The sound of iron drums at the top of the city is still vibrating, and the blood of the golden sword in the box is still wet.
Translation:
It is still the bright moon and border gates of the Qin and Han Dynasties, guarding the border and fighting fiercely against the enemy, and the people who were recruited for thousands of miles have not returned. If Wei Qing and the flying general Li Guang who attacked Dragon City were still alive today, they would never allow the Xiongnu to go south and herd horses across the Yin Mountains. The general had just mounted his BMW with a white jade saddle and went into battle. After the battle, only the desolate moonlight remained on the battlefield. The war drums on the city head were still vibrating and echoing in the wilderness, and the blood on the sword in the general's knife case was still wet.
2. The opening poem "Looking at the Mountains"
"Looking at the Mountains"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
What about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.
Translation:
How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, with mountains to the south and north separating morning and dusk. Layers of white clouds wash away the ravines in the chest; the returning birds fly into the eye sockets to enjoy the scenery. You must climb to the top of Mount Tai to overlook the mountains and feel full of pride.
3. The opening poem "The wine will come in"
The wine will come in
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
If you don't see me, the Yellow River The water comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
A song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet, drinking and drinking, and had a lot of fun. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
Translation:
Can't you see that the water of the Yellow River rushes from the sky, and the waves roll straight to the East China Sea, never flowing back again. Can't you see the old parents lamenting in front of the mirror about their white hair? It was still full of black hair in the morning, but it turned into snow-white hair in the evening.
(So) When you are proud of your life, you should indulge in joy and don’t let this golden cup face the bright moon empty without wine.
Everyone’s birth must have its own value and meaning. Even if a thousand taels of gold (even if) are used up in one wave, it can still be obtained again. We cook sheep and slaughter cows for fun, and drinking three hundred cups at once (today) is not too much! Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng! Have a drink! Don't stop. Let me sing a song for you, please listen carefully to me.
How precious is the luxurious life of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas all day long? I just want to live in a drunken dream and not want to wake up. ?Since ancient times, sages have been neglected and lonely. Only those who know how to drink can leave a good reputation. Do you know the story of Chen Wang Cao Zhi's optimistic banquet in those days? There were thousands of wine fights and lavish drinking, so that the guests and hosts could enjoy themselves.
Master, why do you say you don’t have much money? Just buy some wine and let us drink together. Call your son out for those precious five-flowered horses and expensive fox furs, and let him exchange them for fine wine. Let us work together to eliminate this endless eternal sorrow!
4. The opening poem "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight of Autumn"
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight of Autumn"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
New Rain in the Empty Mountains Later, the weather became late and autumn came. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. Break free to Chun-fang, Sun-self to stay.
Translation:
The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain. Night fell and the air was cool, as if it had already arrived in autumn. The bright moon sheds clear light from the gaps in the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks. The noisy sound in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat. The fragrance of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.
5. The opening poem "Farewell to the ancient original grass"
"Farewell to the ancient original grass"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
< p>The grass on the original plain grows brighter and wither every year. Wild fire, in spring.The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson away again, full of love.
Translation:
The grass on the long plain is so lush. Every autumn and winter, the grass turns yellow and becomes thicker in spring. The ruthless wildfires can only burn away the dry leaves, and the spring breeze blows the earth green again. Wild grasses and wild flowers are spreading and submerging the ancient road. Under the bright sun, the end of the grassland is your journey. I once again bid farewell to a close friend, and the lush green grass represents my deep affection.