Breaking through the sand of Huanxi
At midnight, the clouds are walking on the Magpie Bridge, and when we meet, our worries disappear. Helplessly, people leave early in the morning and it is far away.
Spring grass and spring flowers are empty and lonely, winter frost and winter snow are bitter and boring. Even if the romance is good in front of you, who will see it?
Yong Yule
My eyes are filled with tears, and I can’t see through them, but the spring of a thousand years has passed. The brows are furrowed, and I can't think about that heart-breaking melancholy. The waves of the river pass away, and the river weeps. The wind blows and the rain falls in the long night. Recalling those days, there was a green front and a white horse, and there was no fear in the east of the Yangtze River.
The east wind blows over Red Cliff, as you wish, it should be a perfect jade, Jin Le Chai Sang, Xiao Qiao and a good match, how can it be compared to a mandarin duck? It's hard to understand God's will. When the Bachu string is exhausted, how long will the river of regret be? Chichi asked, "Zhou Lang has gone, who is watching Qu".
Shui Tiao Ge Tou
The snow washes away the dust and is quiet, and the wind leaves Chu Yun behind. Who writes about the tragic and stirring ancient city tower that blows the horn? The lake and the sea have always been heroic, and the scenery is now blocked. Cut the candle to see Wu Gou. The rest of the happy place is filled with waves and floating sky.
Recalling those days, Zhou and Xie were rich in the Spring and Autumn Period. Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, but the sachet was still unopened, and she traveled freely because of her good deeds. The sun is falling on Chibijijitou, and the grass is fading by Feishui Bridge, which makes people sad. I want to ride on the wind and strike the oath in the middle of the stream.
Ode to Red Cliff (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)
Two dragons battled to decide the male and female, and the red cliff buildings and ships were swept away.
The fierce fire spread across the sky and illuminated the sea of ??clouds, where Zhou Yu defeated Duke Cao.
Red Cliff Poetry (Du Mu, Tang Dynasty)
The broken halberd sinks in the sand and the iron is not sold, but it will be washed and washed to recognize the previous dynasty.
The east wind does not agree with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply.
Ode to the Red Cliff (Hu Zeng, Tang Dynasty)
The banners of Emperors of Chu and Wei in the west were in flames, when Zhou Lang founded the country and the tigers fought.
Don’t pretend to wield your long sword when fighting, and you have defeated millions of heroic divisions.
Inscribed on the Temple of General Zhou Yu (Hu Zeng of the Tang Dynasty)
*** said that during his lifetime, the country was in dire straits, and the mountains, rivers, and dragons fought with blood.
After the confrontation, Wei Wujiang retreated and appointed the king Sheji'an.
The spring grass grows after the rain in the courtyard, and the wind blows in front of the temple and the light fades in the evening.
Where is the monument of meritorious service now? Don't read it one word at a time.
Nostalgia for the past in Chibi (Tang Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty)
The big plan was decided in front of the tent, and the battle flag was burned on the fire ship in Chibi.
If Cao Cao were to hide his loyalty to the Han Dynasty, how could Zhou Lang dare to defeat the king's army?
Picture of Wind and Moon Flute in Red Cliff (Jin Li Chunfu)
The drums lift the sky and the flags are red, the old fox is brave enough to fall to the east of Wuchang.
How can a scholar command Bai Yu? Who knows the great heroes of Tantan?
Yulingguo used Shi as his general, and the Yellow River rolled back towards Xirong.
While I was carrying wine, the moon was shining brightly, and a flute whistled in the stern of the boat.
Jiuyuan aroused Zhou Gongjin and laughed at the bald man with the temples.
Crossing the red cliff, two quatrains were occasionally composed (Wang Feng of the Ming Dynasty)
Looking across the river from the red cliff, Zhou Yu defeated Cao Lang here.
God has determined the three positions, but it is a pity that the traitors do not know their own limits.
Red Cliff Stone Carvings (Zhu Zhen, Ming Dynasty)
The sky on the Red Cliff Mountain is vast, and the waves of the Three Rivers are endless.
The cliffs stand against the east side of the river, where fierce battles took place in the sky.
Millions of people walked north without Cao Gong, and the tripod was already in flames.
The big book is sealed with berry moss on the stone, and Zhou Lang’s merits will not be lost for thousands of years.
I see off my guests and sail away today. The country is as good as before and the heroes are back.
Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia (Su Shi of the Song Dynasty)
As the river goes eastward, all the waves will be swept away, and there will be many romantic figures throughout the ages.
On the west side of the fort, there is Humanity, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms, Chibi.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and how many heroes are there in one moment!
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, my passion should laugh at me, and I will grow up early.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
Previous Red Cliff Ode
Su Shi
In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests were boating under Red Cliff. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to the guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if Feng Xu is riding the wind without knowing where it is going; the flutteringness is as if he is left alone in the world, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality.
So they drank and had a lot of fun, and sang along to the boat. The song says: "The orchid oars are hanging on the osmanthus, and the light is shining in the sky. The mist is in my arms, and I look at the beauty in the sky." There is a guest who blows the hole in the hole, and he listens to the song and harmonizes with it. His voice sounds like resentment. Like admiration, like crying, like complaining; the lingering sound is lingering, like a wisp; the dragon dancing in the secluded gully, weeping in the lonely boat.
Su Zi was stunned, sat upright, and asked the guest: "Why is it so?" The guest said: "The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south. Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking West to the Summer From the mouth, look east to Wuchang. The mountains and rivers are close to each other, and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in Zhou Lang? I am composing poems on the banks of the river. I have been a hero for a long time. How are I doing now? Kuangwu and I are fishing and woodcutting on the river, hanging out with fish and shrimps, and making friends with elk. We ride in a small boat and hold up a bottle to meet each other. Attribution; Send mayflies to heaven and earth, a drop in the vast ocean. I mourn for the brief moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying immortals to travel, and hold the bright moon for the end. I don’t know how unexpected it is, but I leave it in the sad wind.
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Su Zi said: “Does a guest also know that my husband has water and the moon?” Those who have passed away are like this, but they have not yet passed away; those who are full and empty are like that, but their deaths are not waxing and waning. If I look at the things that have changed, I will see that heaven and earth cannot last a moment; if I look at the things that do not change, then all things will be endless to me. And why would you envy it? Moreover, between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner. It's not my property, even if I don't take any of it. But the cool breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard as sounds by the ears, and can be seen by the eyes as colors. Take it without restraint and use it inexhaustibly. This is the endless treasure of the Creator, and it is the perfect fit for me and my son. "
The guests smiled with joy, washed the cups and drank more. The food cores were all gone, and the cups and plates were in a mess. The pillows and pillows were scattered in the boat, and they didn't know that the east was white
" I have a taste of my previous ambitions , Zhuang Gongjin's career; after going through ruins, I miss Gongjin's god. "The outline of the ancient Han Dynasty was solved, and the enemy was in full swing. The soldiers floated to the south, and Jianghan was in danger. Gong Jin tried to control the crowd with a few, and defeated the strong and became weak; with one stroke of igniting fire, the buildings and ships flew into ashes; then he became strong. The arms of Wu strengthen the toes of Shu.
——Liang Su (Tang Dynasty) "Preface to the Waves in Zhou Gongjin's Tomb"
Zhou Lang was young and swallowed up all the people in the district. The roar of jackals and tigers riding on the river, the roar of thousands of torches, fish and dragons, are rolling in long waves, and the sound of a drum is like this.
——Dai Fuxu (Southern Song Dynasty) "The River is Red"
Zhou Yu's House (Banqiao, Zhengzhou, Qing Dynasty)
Zhou Lang is young, his majesty has faded, and he is an outstanding figure in Jiangdong.
Eight hundred thousand troops fly with a torch, and the wind blows the yellow leaves in front of the beach. p>
The clouds in the tower collapsed, the flags were swept away, and the river shed blood.
In March in Xianyang, the fire was not so bright.
I think of him, and I look back. In Gu Qu, the troops were resting in the barracks.
Gong Jin Bo Fu Tian was handsome, and the monarchs and ministers of the Middle Way said goodbye.
To this day, Qin Huai still feels regretful.
A couplet from Zhou Yu’s tomb: ;
Jiacheng is sealed with horse hyenas. Two thousand years later, I will come to establish this wind. "
Passing through Erqiao's house in Gaoqi
Sun Lang made a military strategy to Zhou Langzhi, and when they met, they became loyal to each other.
The strange-looking couplets are all over the east of the Yangtze River. Make a good son-in-law with the Qiao family.
Although Mr. Qiao is in exile, the lintel of the door is full of joy.
The big Qiao Pingting and the small Qiao are beautiful, and the autumn water is blooming. /p>
Though they are married, they still know the truth, and they enjoy themselves every day with poems and books.
No matter how they sing or dance, the Tongtai weeps at the Xiling Moon at night.
Man Jiang Hong Wearing Vintage
Chibi Jitou, I am nostalgic for the past. I think of the time when Zhou Lang was young and devoured District Yu.
Thousands of ships lined the river with noisy tigers. The torch, the fish, and the dragon are angry. The long wave and the drum are hiding, and it is like this.
The road along the river is a scenic spot, a place of rise and fall.
It is worth reading the history book. Words. The spring breeze has changed the world, and the past of thousands of years has gone with the tide.
Ask the willows for who springs, and watch the school hunt for Huaixi Prime Minister Liu Changqing.
Long Xiang was hunting Shao Lingdong, and the wildfire first burned Chu Zekong.
After the battle with Huang Gong, he was riding a white horse among thousands of people. At night, I sang the grass on the edge, and the arrows fell into the clouds.
Who would not envy the young master Zhou Lang?
Guan Hanqing Yuan Qu
p>[Standing on horseback to listen] The water surged over the mountains, where was the young Zhou Lang? He was suddenly wiped out! Poor Huang Gai was injured and groaned. The cannons and oars of the broken cao were temporarily extinct, and the river where the soldiers were fighting was still hot. Teach me how sad it is! (This is not a river) The blood of heroes has been shed for twenty years!
Bodhisattva Man Xin Qiji
The painting of the building is dipped in the clear stream. In the clouds, the curtains are twined, and the green poplars are reflected in the window. > Qiao's house is closed in the Yujin Hall. The plum blossoms are floating in the mirror, and the hairpin beams are slightly moving. Zhou Lang.
Red Cliff Poetry (Tang Dynasty Du Mu)
The broken halberd sinks in the sand and the iron is not sold, and it will be washed and washed away to recognize the previous dynasty.
The east wind will not be with Zhou. Lang Bian, Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply.