1. "Farewell to Dong Da" Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty?

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

Liu Fei fluttered and felt sorry for himself. He left Beijing and Luo for more than ten years.

My husband is very poor and has no money for drinks when we meet today.

Translation: The setting sun at dusk turns the clouds thousands of miles away dark yellow; the north wind blows hard, the snow falls heavily, and the geese fly south. Don't worry about not having any close friends on the road ahead. Who in the world doesn't know you? Just like a bird with six fluttering feathers, it hurts and feels sorry for itself. It has been more than ten years since I left Jingluo. Who would be willing to live in poverty if a man is poor? We can't afford the wine money when we meet today.

2. "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty

The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look forward to Wujin.

I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs.

There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world.

If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels.

Translation: The majestic Chang'an occupies the land of the Three Qin Dynasties; the insignificant Sichuan is far away. You and I have similar fates, running for official careers and far away from home. As long as we have close friends, the world will never feel far away. Even though we are far away from each other, we feel like we are close neighbors. Breaking up on the road, there is really no need for children to love each other and shed tears on their clothes.

3. "A Spring Day at the West Lake to Thank Cao Yun" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

A thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend, and half a sentence is too much to say without speculation.

A bottle of wine on the lake can recall people thousands of miles away.

Translation: When you meet a close friend when you drink, you feel like you are missing a thousand glasses of wine; when you meet someone who is not interested in talking, you don’t even want to say a word. Drinking a bottle of fine wine on the distant lake will remind you of the person you miss in the distance.

4. "The Great Summer Pavilion in the South Pavilion" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty?

The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.

Breathe the evening coolness, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space.

The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.

I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music.

I feel nostalgic for my old friend, and I am tired of dreaming at night.

Translation: The setting sun suddenly sets over the western mountains, and the bright moon in the east corner of the pond gradually rises eastward. With my hair down, I'm enjoying the cool air tonight. It's so quiet and comfortable to lie down with the window open. The breeze slowly brings the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the dewdrops gently dripping from the bamboo leaves make a clear sound. I wanted to get the harp and play a tune, but I just regretted that I didn't have a close friend in front of me to enjoy it. Feeling like this good night, I can't help but miss my old friends, and I can only dream about it in the middle of the night.

5. "There is a tall building in the northwest" Han·Anonymous

There is a tall building in the northwest, and the top is even with the floating clouds.

There are sparse and beautiful windows, and the pavilion has three levels.

There is string singing on it, how sad is the sound!

Who can sing this song but Qiliang’s wife?

The Qing Dynasty businessmen moved with the wind, and the middle tune was lingering.

Sighing over and over again, generosity is more than sad.

I don’t care about the pain of the singer, but I regret that the sound of my friend is rare.

I am willing to fly high like two swans.

Translation: There is a tall building standing in front of you in the northwest. It is as tall as the floating clouds. The high-rise building is decorated with patterned wooden strips, intertwined into elegant window panes, surrounded by high eaves, and has three cascading steps. The sound of string singing drifted down from upstairs. How sad this sound is! Who can play this song is the woman who grieved that her husband died fighting for the Lord of Qi, and her "resistance and long cry" caused the capital of Qi to collapse.

The sound of business is clear and sad, how desolate it is when it blows in the wind! When this sad string is played in the "Middle Song", it gradually slows down and swirls. In the rhyme of the piano and the sound of "sigh", The beautiful lady who was playing the piano and weeping was filled with generous and mournful sounds. I don't regret the pain in the outpouring of the clank of the piano, but what is even more sad is the affectionate call to the soulmate.

May we turn into swans who are in love with each other, and fly high together from now on, to travel in the infinite blue sky and white clouds!