Requesting translation of ancient poems

A bright moon rises above the vast and boundless sea. My friend who is far away in the world is looking at the same bright moon as me at this moment.

A waning moon shines low in front of the eaves. Looking up, it looks like a jade bow hanging on the curtain; the sky is about to break, but I am still working tirelessly on a sentence. The spirit of groaning can only be accompanied by the autumn wind.

The strong wind blows my heart" mainly describes the excitement when saying goodbye, like a strong wind blowing my heart. "Hanging Xianyang Tree in the West" vividly expresses what we often call "caring for the heart" in a virtual way. It’s time to say goodbye, like a strong wind blowing my heart to Chang’an.

The earthworm is a very small and weak reptile, and it actually wants to shake a big tree. This behavior is so ridiculous, it is simply ignorant of the heavens and the earth.

It is difficult to predict the victory or defeat of a war. Real men are those who are not afraid of setbacks and can withstand the blow of failure. There are many talented people in Jiangdong. If we can learn from the lessons and regroup, we might be able to make a comeback.

Looking back at Lishan Mountain from Chang'an, the mountains are surrounded by beautiful scenery. All the mountain gates opened in sequence. Outside the palace, an envoy rode at a galloping speed on a stage horse, with clouds of red dust rising behind him; inside the palace, the concubine smiled happily. No one knew that they were sent for lychees

Every Tang army officer swore to sweep away the Xiongnu, and they all took the lead regardless of their own safety; all five thousand elite troops in brocade robes died on the battlefield of the Northern Kingdom. What a pity, the bones of the soldiers were piled up by the Wuding River, but their wives far away, convinced that their husbands were still alive, still called them affectionately in their dreams, looking forward to one day being with them.

There is no reason for the saying that Jinse has fifty strings (it means that it originally had twenty-five strings.) But even so, every string and every syllable of it is enough to express the feeling of love. Thoughts of the good old days. (This sentence is a turning sentence.) Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he was just a butterfly who yearned for freedom. (This sentence is an interpretation of "Hua Nian".) Emperor Wang's beautiful heart and deeds can move the cuckoo. (This sentence is also an explanation of the "Hua Nian".) The shadow of the bright moon in the sea is like a pearl turned from tears. (It refers to the poet's sadness. Even on a bright night, he still thinks of tears.) Only in the Lantian at that time and place can the good jade like smoke be produced. (Alluding to the poet's dissatisfaction with the social situation at that time.) Those beautiful things and times can only remain in memories. (It also refers to my nostalgia for my youth.) At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them. (It also means that when I was young, my attitude towards life was so unappreciative.)

As evening approached, I felt uncomfortable; I drove up to Leyouyuan, hoping to get rid of my worries. Seeing the sunset is infinitely beautiful, with a brilliant golden light; it is almost dusk, and the good times are short after all

When I get up at dawn, the bells on the carriages and horses are already jingling, and those who go out embark on a journey, still missing their hometown. . The rooster crows loudly, the inn is bathed in the afterglow of the dawn moon, the footprints are messy, and the wooden plank bridge is covered with early autumn frost. Withered oak leaves covered the wild roads in the barren mountains, and the pale white orange flowers illuminated the mud walls of the inn. So I remembered the beautiful scene of Du Ling in my dream last night, where a group of geese were playing in a clear pond

Being away from home and suddenly meeting an old friend often produces a feeling of separation and resentment; especially here In autumn, when the breeze stirs up the waves and the leaves rustle and fall, this kind of hatred makes me even more sad. When everyone drank to their heart's content all night and said goodbye in Huaiyin Restaurant, they sang a farewell song together in front of the bright moon.