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Wang Wei's famous sayings

Wang Wei's famous saying

1. Hand in hand for several days, and brush your clothes first once.

2. you have heard in your office the court-bell of twilight, birds find perches, officials head for home.

3. Sitting alone in the secluded sheng Li, I am playing my lute and humming a song; Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.

4. round a turn of the Qin Fortress winds the Wei River, and Yellow Mountain foot-hills enclose the Court of China.

5. and now, when the heavens are propitious for action, here is our Emperor ready-no wasteful wanderer.

6. girls who had once washed silk beside her, were kept at a distance from her chariot..

7. preside as wisely as Wenweng did, is fame to be only for the ancients?.

8. too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.

9. though once his quick dart never missed the right eye of a bird, now knotted veins and tendons make his left arm like an osier.

1. over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret, and mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees.

11. since beauty is honoured all over the Empire, how could Xi Shi remain humbly at home?.

12. who notices the girl from Yue with a face of white jade, humble, poor, alone, by the river, washing silk?.

13. in a happy reign there should be no hermits, the wise and able should consult together.

14. and at twilight, close to an emptying pool, thought can conquer the Passion-Dragon.

15. When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, it surprises the mountain birds, and when it sounds in the spring stream.

16. and a rugged old man in a thatch door, leans on a staff and thinks of his son, the herdboy

17. so you, a man of the eastern mountains, gave up your life of picking herbs.

18. washing clothes at dawn by a southern lake, and that evening a great lady in a palace of the north:.

19. The people of Jiangge Chicken announced the news, the Keeper of the Robes brings Jade-Cloud Furs.

2. what though your purpose happened to fail, doubt not that some of us can hear high music.

21. Guomen is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.

22. after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.

23. granted that the troops of China were as swift as heaven's thunder, and that Tartar soldiers perished in pitfalls fanged with iron.

24. There are no idle people in the farming month. Pour out the family's family.

25, please stay on the rock, hanging hook will be gone.

26, Guanjun even drank a glass of wine, and there was no one in Xishan Yangguan.

27. oh, to remain on a broad flat rock, and to cast a fishing-line forever!.

28. There is a hut in Dongshan. Fortunately, it is to sweep the jingfei.

29. I have learned to watch in peace the mountain morning glories, to eat split dewy sunflower-seeds under a bough of pine.

3. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet.

31. a wind from the pine-trees blows my sash, and my lute is bright with the mountain moon.

32. a ruined city-wall overtops an old ferry, autumn sunset floods the peaks.

33. I pour you the farewell wine as you set out from the capital, soon I shall be left behind here by my bosomfriend.

34. pheasant seedling show, silk-worms asleep, pared mulberry-leaves.

35. with its three southern branches reaching the Chu border, and its nine streams touching the gateway of Jing.

36. this river runs beyond heaven and earth, where the colour of mountains both is and is not.

37. and you answer: "I am discontent", and would rest at the foot of the southern mountain..

38. Autumn is good, and Kuang Jun is idle in the pool.

39. and, after a night of mountain rain, from each summit come hundreds of silken cascades.

4. I know from a distance where my brother climbed the mountain, and there is one less person in the dogwood.

41. to spend the Day of No Fire on one of the southern rivers, you have mended your spring clothes here in these northern cities..

42. these beautiful days here in Xiangyang, make drunken my old mountain heart!.

43. The grass withers and the eagle suffers from eye diseases, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe.

44. general Wei Qing's victory was only a thing of chance, and General Li Guang's thwarted effort was his fate, not his fault.

45. It's sunny and Yuan Ye is vast. Extremely clean.

46. a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys.

47. friend, I have watched you down the mountain, till now in the dark I close my thatch door.

48. after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening. The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks.

49, over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret, overcast summer wood to Huang Peng.

5. and none of the girls in her neighbours' houses,by pursing their brows could copy her beauty!

51. far away, beside Mount Song, I shall close my door and be at peace.

52, thousands of miles across the sky, several peaks emerge from the clouds.

53. hibiscus flowers with sawdust and red calyx in the mountains. The mouth of a stream was silent, and there was no trace of it, and they opened and fell again.

54. my heart in middle age found the Way, and I came to dwell at the foot of this mountain. Interest concentration is often unique to go to play, there is a happy thing to enjoy self - appreciation.

55. If you are disappointed, who will be sent back?

56. I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers, borne by the channel of a green stream.

57. When you see Nanshan Yang, the white dew is hazy.

58. I ask myself and always answer, what can be better than coming home?.

59. the surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns, and weeds are lush along the banks.

6. rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains, on a journey of less than thirty miles.

61. and I should serve there with you; but being full of years, I have taken off official robes and am resting from my troubles.

62. he shot the white-browed mountain tiger, he defied the yellow-bristled Horseman of Ye!

63. no more would her own hands powder her face, don't dress yourself.

64, cragginess to the state of Qin, together with Tibetan Jingguan.

65. past the South Gate willows comes the Car of Many Bells, on the upper Palace-Garden Road-a solid length of blossom.

66. I will walk till the water checks my path, then sit and watch the rising clouds.

67. The splendor of the pavilion at the entrance to the cave, where peach and plum are blooming and the willowcotton flies.

68. its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea.

69. Baishui is outside the field. After Bifeng came out of the mountain.

7. to yield the post of honour to any boor at all, why should I frighten sea gulls, even with a thought?.

71. The rain is slanting and the sun shines, and the birds in the evening are still there.

72. becomes a fellow voyager, returning home with the evening birds.

73. when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches. Hope miss the person to collect more, Xiao Xiao red bean caused people.

74. See the disciples in the circle, hidden in the forest hills.

75. Heng Qing was lucky to be invincible, and Li Guangyuan's contribution was odd.

76. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and when the spring stream is ringing,

77. his lonely lane is shut away by a dense grove and his vacant window looks upon the far cold mountains.

78. moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks.

79. from ten thousand valleys the trees touch heaven, on a thousand peaks cuckoos are calling.

8. The general hunts Weicheng with a bow in the wind.

81. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

82. heaven's nine doors reveal the palace and its courtyards, and the coats of many countries bow to the Pearl Crown.

83. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen

84. and the farmers, returning with hoes on their shoulders, hail one another familiarly.

85. sunshine has entered the giants' carven palms, incense wreathes the Dragon Robe.

86. since this man's retirement he is looking old and worn, experience of the world has hastened his white hairs.

87. when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches?

88. Silently speaking, in a deep stream, there is a long whistling mountain.

89, needing a place to spend the night, I call to a wood-cutter over the river

9, Guipo was born with a faint autumn dew, and Qingluo was thin and did not change clothes.

91. leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.

92. a Forbidden City roof holds two phoenixes in cloud, the foliage of spring shelters multitudes from rain.

93. Yin Zheng worked diligently all night, but she was afraid of leaving the room.

94, under the leisurely Xilin, know yourself in front of the mountain.

95. by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.

96, the woods have stored the rain, and slow comes the smoke, steamed quinoa to cook millet.

97. the limpid river, past its bushes, running slowly as my chariot.

98. through ancient woods without a human track, but now on the height I hear a bell?

99. as the years go by, give me but peace, freedom from ten thousand matters.

at 1, birds are startled when the moon rises, and they are singing in the spring stream when it does.

11. It rains softly and flows in the gurgling stones.

12, Chinese women lose cloth, or farmers quarrel over taro fields.

13, no wonder I long for the simple life, and am sighing the old song, Oh, to go Back Again!.

14. and the more the King loved her, the lovelier she looked, blinding him away from wisdom.. (m.taiks.com)

15, when he was a youth of fifteen or twenty, he chased a wild horse, he caught him and rode him.

16, ask the poor and be reasonable, hark, on the lake there's a fisherman singing!.

17, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance, under miles of mountain-cloud I have wandered.

18, sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.

19. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.

11, bamboos whisper of washer-girls bound home, lotus-leaves yield before a fisher-boat. The spring of spring may wish to let it rest, in autumn the hills of the sun can stay long.

111, your morning-jade will tinkle as you thread the golden palace, you will bring the word of Heaven from the closing gates at night.

112, led along by distant trees, to a sunset shining on a far-away town.

113, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.

114. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and there is no reason for people to go out of Yangguan in the west.

115. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family more often during the festive season.

116, I will walk till the water checks my path, then sit and watch the rising clouds. Occasionally in the woods meet a village elders, I chat with him chat often forget the return home.

117, so give me leave and ask me no questions, white clouds pass there without end.

118, and came all the way to the Gate of Gold, but you found your devotion unavailing.

119, clouds, when I look back, close behind me, mists, when I enter them, are gone.

12, fighting single-handed for a thousand miles, with his naked dagger he could hold a multitude.

121. down in my heart I have always been as pure, as this limpid water is.

122, there's a girl from Loyang in the door across the street, she looks fifteen, she may be a little older.

123, a rillet sings over winding rocks, the sun is tempered by green pines.

124. I dismount from my horse and I offer you wine, and I ask you where you are going and why.

125, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the setting sun came into deep forest, and the landscape was pleasant on the moss.

126, the mountains are cold and blue now, autumn waters are gurgling.

127. was the plum, when you passed my silken window, Han Mei is in bloom.

128, in the slant of the sun on the country-side, cattle and sheep trail home along the lane.