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Time of "The Sick Owl": Tang Author: Han Yu
The ditch in the east of the house is evil, and there are owls who cry for sorrow. Green mud covers two wings, and the pat can't leave.
when a gentleman and a boy call for each other, the rubble vies with them. It is reasonable to kill the school's life.
it's not a shame to seize the hustle and bustle, and it's full of fun. Sunny days occupy the scene, and high winds follow.
I'm willing to care about the husband and wife. Today's fate is poor, and it is a clever pill.
if you want harm, you can not do it. What is there for me? I can't bear to take advantage of its danger.
Beggar, you will die and take a bath to clear the pool. Stop eating fish in the morning, and stay at home against foxes.
Mond hesitated for a long time. Soak into the deep bamboo bushes, and hunger will come to the base.
I will report my heart without responsibility, and I will do what I hear. Yesterday, I had the strength to fly and jump over the fence.
I suddenly left this morning without telling me. Luck is not your blessing, but you should take a peek at the heaven.
when the capital is ejected, it is not easy to be bullied. Don't be ashamed of mud pit, mud pit is a good rule.
2, "Tears of Gold Powder (56 Poems)"
Time: Modern Author: Chen Duxiu
Desai came with the same fate, how can the sacred work and the king be separated?
Apart from committing the crime of having no monarch, I will come to the King Kong Fa Conference.
3. Feeling on July 1th
Date: Song Author: Fang Hui
Ten years ago this day, depending on the seal script, it was in Yanzhou.
when I borrow the first gold medal, my crown is still black.
whoever loses control of Gan Kun has crossed the river.
although protecting the land is safe, forget your family and help yourself.
the real door is shocked and cracked, and the idiot is trapped and floating.
recalling danger and urgency makes people forget humiliation and shame.
It's bold of people to push, so who should look at the dark eyebrows and worry?
a thief will be punished, but a hired servant will be reduced.
people's achievements are a little poor, and their own affairs are too long.
I'm greedy for what I want.
I follow my fate, and when I am frustrated, I will be wronged.
repeatedly pass three passes on horses, and even take four boats.
The Great Wall is full of green graves, and the Great Man is full of autumn.
I'm just resting on my shoulders, and I'm free for the season.
it's not early to dismiss the official, and bankruptcy will revive you.
the sorrow of the cypress is long before the sorrow of the cypress, and the plants are used to suppress the old hills.
a letter is nothing, but a debt is a thousand worries.
the clothes are all standard, even the bed medicine is not cured.
poor people are not as good as ancient princes.
let's talk about who can write poetry, Dr. Lotus.
4. A Song of Last Year
Date: Song Author: Su Shu
Last year, the Yellow River was narrow and stubborn in winter.
rage is like wind, wind speed is like ghosts, dogs are cruel and wolves are greedy.
The scouting horse and the star are sweating everywhere, and the warrior's canthus is cracked and his crown is cursed.
Tong Yong was less than 1, soldiers, and he was half-starved by the river.
when the body suffers from chronic cold, it is difficult to overcome it.
it's a golden seal to seal the Yong mansion, and it's like mud money to seal the paper coat of the army.
Hu people laughed and insulted each other across the water, so what's the value of being killed?
the same state is in a hurry, and it is difficult to save sincerity without soldiers.
Yuan Rongzhong sent 8 soldiers, and Cang Tou's fellow soldiers fought first.
Yan Yan issued a letter to send 5, riders, and this day, the troops were retired and the whole family was killed.
At ordinary times, the protection of the armor is a case of Wu He, and the county officials force him to swing empty fists.
It's a pity that Fu Tian has no ambition, and he walks like a poor smoke in one night.
Han generals are pale and yellow, and they ride the mountains and rivers together.
Guan Zhongkong's string is sincere, and loyal ministers and righteous men can declare it.
the fate of a scholar is also bad, and our teacher is weak and our neighbors are strong.
however, I remember that Chang 'an has nothing to do, and it is especially embarrassing to talk about disasters.
a glutton of food and wine boast rich blessings, and all talents are talented.
living beings don't know what they are guilty of, and it's especially bad to have their brains smeared on the ground.
If God is sincere in helping Rong Lu, why can't he revive the Central Plains?
The case of Rongsuo is 8 counties, and our state is increasingly aware of who has pity.
according to Jiang, Wuzhong is anxious to talk about stealing safety.
travelers are migrating to the narrow city wall, and it's natural to be cold and thin at the age.
last year is gone, so don't ask, just lie back and pray for the next year.
5,
Time of "To send a message to Zheng Jianyu": Song Author: Xiang Anshi
Zheng Gongshen is cold with me, and Lu Ziquan is separated by several mountains.
there is not a tile on the guest's head, when will you see a thousand rooms?
it's a scholar's fate to be indifferent to worldly affairs.
Sanyi was not wasted with the burnt meat, and the master's worries were returned several times. 2. Ask 1 ancient people to lament the poems of life
Those who are rich in heaven and earth are the reverse journey of everything; Time flies, a hundred generations pass by. And floating life is like a dream, for joy geometry?
have you seen how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers and though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow?
from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.
when drinking is a song, what is life? Morning dew, for example, is much harder to go to Japan.
three spring flowers are early, so flowers must be early. When flowers bloom and fall, life is easy to get old.
who wants the west wind to cool alone? The rustling yellow leaves close the window and meditate on the past, setting the sun setting
looking for her in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light
once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber
now it is yesterday, and the flowers are like her.
If life is just like the first time, why should the west wind turn into a sad fan
The soft wind blows through the window screen, and the heart will be separated from the horizon
. While this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever
and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, without thinking about it, I will never forget it
Since then, I have been hurt by spring and farewell, and at dusk, I am only a melancholy guest in the world. I know why you are crying, and I remember my life in the sound of heartbroken.
Gambling books have spilled tea fragrance, but it was only unusual at that time.
it's hard to stop against the world, and the heart of reincarnation remains the same.
I turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.
I miss the mountains and rivers everywhere, and the falling flowers and storms hurt spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of me.
the drizzle is wet, and the grass grows with hate every year.
the tea in Baoding is still green, while the chess in the window is especially cool.
no sad songs for me, you don't know when flowers fall and people die.
when is the spring flower and the autumn moon? how much do you know about the past?
when flowers can be folded, they must be folded straight, so don't wait until there are no flowers and empty branches.
I don't hate the hardships of traveling in the world, but only the west wind, blowing dreams into ancient and modern times.
most of all, I can't stay in the world, and Zhu Yan's words are beautiful in the mirror.
Every year, the flowers are similar, but every year, people are different.
Candles have a heart to say goodbye, and they weep for others until dawn.
Paper is full of sorrow and joy, and the moon is embarrassing, and the axis is waiting to be collected.
It's been ten years since the lamp was turned on, and it's been ten years since the moon became cloudy. 3. What are the ancient poems about fate
1.
I didn't dare to forget about my country, but I still have to close my coffin.
Heaven and earth deities help the temple society, and the elders in Beijing look forward to the peace and harmony.
when you start your career, you can learn from the past and learn from the present, and you can look more closely at midnight.
2. Going out to the fortress
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The moon was closed in the Qin Dynasty and the people on the Long March were not returned.
But make the Dragon City fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.
3. Boarding Qinhuai
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
The smoke cage is cold and the moon is full of sand, and the night berths Qinhuai near the restaurant.
business women don't know how to hate national subjugation, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
4. Bamboo and stone
Clear Zheng Banqiao
Light smoke and Gu Mo criss-cross, write half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, but a high-spirited breeze has been seen.
5. Tell me to go back to my hometown, and draw bamboo to bid farewell to the gentleman and people in Weixian County.
Qing Zheng Banqiao
If you throw the black gauze away, it will not be an official, and the sleeves will be cold.
write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the autumn river.
6, hedgerow bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A piece of green shade is like washing, so why bother to protect bamboo?
bamboo is still used as a fence, so it is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others.
7. Bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
The whole world loves to grow flowers, but the old man only grows bamboo.
Frost and snow are removed all over the court, but it shines like new green.
It snows all night, and the shadows lose their greenness.
Don't be blown away by the wind, and the exquisite jade is broken.
8. Bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Section after section, thousands of branches save thousands of leaves;
I don't bloom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
9. Inscription painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with knots, fragrance and bones,
The hall is full of gentlemen's style, and the ages are green and green.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, and there are knots, incense and bones.
Let him go against the wind and have his own news of spring breeze.
1. Inscription
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A gust of wind rolled back and the bamboo branches turned to the sky.
it's really my business to sweep the clouds and fog, so it's not enough to sweep the floor. 4. Poems about Destiny
1. When the Lishan dialect is over, the night is half over, and the tears are raining, and the bell will not complain.
what's more, if you're lucky and lucky, you'll be more willing than ever.
from: Qing nalanxingde's "Magnolia: Imitating the Ancient and Decisive Words and Friends of Cambodia".
Translation: I think that the vows of eternal love between the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the imperial concubine were still in my ears, but they finally made a farewell. Even so, there is no resentment. The unlucky Jin Yilang who is around me now is not as good as the wish that Emperor Tang Ming made in those days.
2. Yiyi seems to talk to a poet. She refused to marry Chunfeng that year, but she was mistaken by the autumn wind for no reason.
from: Song Hezhu's Heart Bitter, Willow Back to the Pond.
Swaying with the wind, she seems to tell a poet about her sorrow. She refused to open it in spring, but now she is suffering from desolation in the autumn wind for no reason.
3, sigh this life, whoever gives up will receive!
Marry Dong Fengchun regardless, go on your own, and endure stay for a long time!
from: Tang Duoling catkins by Qing Cao Xueqin.
It's a pity that in this life, whoever abandoned you will take you back! It doesn't matter if you follow the east wind and spring, how can you stay for a long time?
4. Looking at the husband, the river is leisurely. The woman becomes a stone, never look back.
it's windy and rainy day after day. If pedestrians can come back, the stone should also talk.
from: Wang Jian's Wang Fu Shi.
where I am waiting for my husband, the river is flowing endlessly. The woman turned to stone and never looked back. At the top of the mountain, the wind and rain alternate in cycles every day. If pedestrians can come back, then the stone should be able to talk.
5. Once the song and dance were glorious, the poems and books of the past were cheap.
it's too late to be honest.
from: Nagato's Complaints by Tang Xuhui.
Translation: Once the new people who are singing and dancing are favored, the old people's old poetry books become humble. The favor of the past has really been completely cut off, and the old people who have fallen out of favor are like water spilled, and it is difficult to regain their favor. 5. An ancient poem about fate
En.
Zheng Banqiao's.
Bamboo stone
Qing Zheng Banqiao
Gu Mo is a light smoke, writing half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, but the high-spirited breeze has seen it.
Bamboo stone
Qing Zheng Banqiao
insists that Qingshan does not relax.
It's still strong after thousands of blows, and it's always the wind in the east, west, north and south.
Tell me to return to my hometown, and draw bamboo. Don't be a gentleman and people in Weixian County.
Qing Zheng Banqiao
Throw the black gauze away, and it will make my sleeves cold.
Write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the autumn wind river.
Hedgerow bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
is so green, why bother to protect bamboo?
bamboo is still a hedge, and it is better to ask for help than to ask for help.
Bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
The whole world loves to grow flowers, and the old man only grows bamboo.
Frost and snow are removed all over the court, but it shines like new green.
It snows all night, and the shadows are lost.
Don't be blown away by the wind.
I don't blossom myself, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
Inscription painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with knots, fragrance and bones,
All the houses are gentlemen's style, and all the ages are green and green.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, with knots, fragrance and bones,
Let him be strict against the wind. There is news of the spring breeze.
Inscriptions
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A gust of wind rolled back, and bamboo branches turned to the sky.
It's true that sweeping clouds and fog is my business, and it's not enough to sweep the floor.
There are many other poems, all of which show that Zheng Banqiao is not satisfied with the status quo of seclusion, but he is ambitious, but he has the mentality of "acting like a fish" .6 Each flows east, west, north and south.
life has its destiny. Ann can sigh and worry.
be careful with your wine. It's hard to cut off the road with a toast.
if the heart is not a stone, there is no feeling. Want to say still, want to do again, no longer say what.
on the festival of the moon to sub-official zhang by Han Yu
the fine clouds have opened and the River of Stars is gone, a clear wind blows across the sky, and the moon widens its wave.
the sand is smooth, the water still, no sound and no shadow, as I offer you a cup of wine, asking you to sing.
but so sad is this song of yours and so bitter your voice, that before I finish listening my tears have become a rain.
where Lake Dongting is joined to the sky by the lofty Nine-Doubt Mountain, dragons, crocodiles, rise and sink, apes, flying foxes, whimper.
at a ten to one risk of death, I have reached my official post, where lonely I live and hushed, as though I were in hiding.
I leave my bed, afraid of snakes; I eat, fearing poisons, the air of the lake is putrid, breathing its evil odours.
Yesterday, I beat a big drum in front of the state, the crowning of an emperor, a change in the realm.
the edict granting pardons runs three hundred miles a day, all those who were to die have had their sentences commuted.
the unseated are promoted and exiles are recalled, corruptions are abolished, clean officers appointed.
my superior sent my name in but the governor would not listen, Kan Ke had to change his ways.
my rank is very low and useless to refer to, they might punish me with lashes in the dust of the street.
most of my fellow exiles are now returning home, a journey which, to me, is a heaven beyond climbing.
stop your song, I beg you, and listen to mine, a song that is utterly different from yours:
tonight is the loveliest moon of the year, all else is with fate, not ours to control and but, refusing this wine, may we choose more tomorrow??
Bai Juyi's Drunken Gift to Twenty-eight Ambassadors of Liu
Bring me a cup of wine and drink, and beat a song with your chopsticks.
The poem calls the national hand a disciple of Er, and there is nothing you can do about it.
It's lonely to look up at the scenery, and the official position of Manchu Dynasty is wasted.
I also know that the name of the quilt is folded, and it is too much in twenty-three years.
Wang Changling's Long Song
hentai is spared in the wilderness, and wormwood is whizzing.
the horse leans against the poplar, but I am in my arms.
people who are in the same robe will grow old when they meet.
climb the Han tombs in the north and look at Chang 'an Avenue in the south.
there are dead tree roots under the tree and a squirrel nest on the tree.
the descendants of the high emperor are exhausted, and no one has lived for a thousand years.
Baoyu is frequently excavated, but what can the elves do?
Life requires life, wine and Long song.
After the first watch, I was worried.
After listening to the first watch, the drums were beating, and my heart was annoyed.
I think how luxurious it was to have a dinner party.
enter the lamb, pour wine, and make a noise.
nowadays, we have to get drunk in the village.
I'm afraid that the wine will be weak and the sorrow will be strong. How can I sweep away my sorrow?
second watch, sad.