Ouyang xiu in song dynasty
Empty mountains and snowy streams rise, and tourists cross streams and ancient rivers.
I don't know how far the stream is, but I see flowers flowing out of the mountains.
Translation:
Deep and sparsely populated mountain snow melts, and the water level of the stream keeps rising. Tourists stroll on the simple wooden bridge across the stream to the other side.
I don't know whether the source of this stream is far or near. I can only see the fallen flowers from that mountain flowing out of the water.
2. In spring, the West Lake sent a thank-you song to Cao Cao.
Ouyang xiu in song dynasty
The West Lake is spring, and the spring water is green.
If the flowers rot, the east wind falls like a nest.
Joining the army, spring thoughts are like clouds, and white hair is full of poems.
Know a bottle of wine from a distant lake, and you will remember the people in Wan Li, the ends of the earth.
Wan Li's longing for spring is still deep, and he is suddenly frightened by spring.
It's snowing outside, Qian Shan is green, and the riverside in February is in full bloom.
Teenagers put wine in spring, and white in spring today.
The state of foreign land is different from that of people, only the east wind knows the old.
Translation:
The messenger of spring came to visit Shanshan, and the water surface of the West Lake changed into green clothes.
Everywhere, colorful enthusiasm is held out, and the flower wind is as exciting as landing.
Spring has come, and the idea of joining the army is like a cloud. White-haired people are most afraid of sending poems to youth.
I know you set up a banquet in the lake, waiting for your old friend to come and have a good drink.
You brought a Chun Qing from Wan Li, and I feel scared secretly every spring.
The snow and ice melted, and the Qian Shan outside was green and blooming, and the riverside was sunny in February.
I still remember drinking spring water when I was a teenager. Now, the spring grass is green and the sideburns are like silk.
Being a guest in another country, people have different material conditions and feelings, and it is difficult to leave every year.
3. Picked mulberries and lotus flowers, the West Lake is good.
Ouyang xiu in song dynasty
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. There is no need for a standard, and the green cover of the red building will follow.
The original painting entered the depths of the flowers, and it was fragrant and golden. It was misty and rainy, so I went home drunk.
Translation:
After the lotus blooms, the scenery of the West Lake is beautiful. Boating is a feast, and there is no need for flags and ceremonies. Red flowers and green leaves come with the boat.
The painted cruise ship sailed into the depths of the lotus, and the wine glasses were also stained with the fragrance of the lotus. In the evening, it began to rain lightly. During the strike, the boat carried drunken tourists home.
4, Fengle Pavilion, spring outing, third
Ouyang xiu in song dynasty
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
Translation:
Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sun sets during the day. In the vast countryside, the grass is green and endless.
Spring travelers come and go in front of Fengle Pavilion regardless of whether they will leave in spring.
5. After picking mulberry and flowers, the West Lake is good.
Ouyang xiu in song dynasty
Flowers bloom, West Lake is good, and wolves are still red. Flying sheep. The weeping willows withered and the sun blew.
When all the tourists are gone, they feel that spring is empty. Put down the curtains. Shuang Yan is back in the drizzle.
Translation:
After the flowers fade, the scenery of the West Lake is still beautiful. Residual flowers fall lightly, and residual red is particularly eye-catching among branches and leaves. The flying catkins are like drizzle. The weeping willows crisscross and sway in the breeze.
The flute gradually subsided, and the tourists had already enjoyed themselves before they began to feel the emptiness of spring. Back to the bedroom, waiting for the arrival of the swallow, I saw Shuang Yan coming back from the drizzle, and then I put down the curtains.