Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.
Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems.
As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.
Translation:
By the quarrying river, endless weeds surround the cemetery, away from the white clouds. Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems. As long as they are poets, most of them have bad fate. Poets are poor and frustrated, and no one has surpassed Li Jun.
2. plum blossom in Xijiang River
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Jade bone's melancholy fog has its own fairy wind. When the sea fairy sent out to explore the fragrant bush. Hang the green hair upside down.
Plain face turns pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. The high spirits disappeared without a trace. Don't dream with pear flowers.
Translation:
Jade Qing, Bingqing's character is natural. Where will you pay attention to those fogs? It has its own immortal demeanor. Sea gods send people to visit fragrant flowers from time to time, and the phoenix decorated with green feathers hangs upside down.
Its plain face is painted with lead powder and it is afraid of getting dirty. Even if the makeup is washed away by rain and snow, it will not fade the red color like red lips. Noble sentiment follows the sky of Xiaoyun, and you wouldn't expect to have the same dream as pear flower.
(The first word is Yongmei, but it is in secret mourning. It was written by Su Shi to mourn his concubine Zhao Yun, who resolutely retired to Lingnan Huizhou. The plum blossom in Huizhou described in the ci is actually the embodiment of Chaoyun's beautiful face and noble character. )
3. "Send three funeral songs, the third song"
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows.
Translation:
Doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short. How long is a hundred years? Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife. Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife. I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.
4. Mourn Xue Tai
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it. ?
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
Translation:
On one side is the dying plane tree, and on the other side is the body that has been ill for a long time. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad. In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.
5. "Blue Wet Mourning"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
There are too many sad things recently. Who can I tell about the long night? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces.
I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.
Translation:
There are too many sad things recently. Who can I talk to in this long night? Everything depends on fate. In early spring, the green shadows danced outside the window, the geese returned, and the oriole sang and danced, leaving her in tears.
I used to enjoy the beautiful scenery with you, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the bright lights shook with the wind. I thought your soul was back, but I could only wait by counting the stars.